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1The light and noise of the bar held him at the doorways for a few moments. He looked about him, but his sight was
2confused by the shining of many red and green wine-glasses. The bar seemed to him to be full of people and he felt that
3the people were observing him curiously. He glanced quickly to right and left (frowning slightly to make his errand
4appear serious), but when his sight cleared a little he saw that nobody had turned to look at him: and there, sure
5enough, was Ignatius Gallaher leaning with his back against the counter and his feet planted far apart. "Hallo, Tommy,
6old hero, here you are! What is it to be? What will you have? I'm taking whisky: better stuff than we get across the
7water. Soda? Lithia? No mineral? I'm the same. Spoils the flavour.... Here, garçon, bring us two halves of malt whisky,
8like a good fellow.... Well, and how have you been pulling along since I saw you last? Dear God, how old we're getting!
9Do you see any signs of aging in me--eh, what? A little grey and thin on the top--what?" Ignatius Gallaher took off his
10hat and displayed a large closely cropped head. His face was heavy, pale and clean-shaven. His eyes, which were of
11bluish slate-colour, relieved his unhealthy pallor and shone out plainly above the vivid orange tie he wore. Between
12these rival features the lips appeared very long and shapeless and colourless. He bent his head and felt with two
13sympathetic fingers the thin hair at the crown. Little Chandler shook his head as a denial. Ignatius Galaher put on his
14hat again. "It pulls you down," he said. "Press life. Always hurry and scurry, looking for copy and sometimes not
15finding it: and then, always to have something new in your stuff. Damn proofs and printers, I say, for a few days. I'm
16deuced glad, I can tell you, to get back to the old country. Does a fellow good, a bit of a holiday. I feel a ton better
17since I landed again in dear dirty Dublin.... Here you are, Tommy. Water? Say when." Little Chandler allowed his whisky
18to be very much diluted. "You don't know what's good for you, my boy," said Ignatius Gallaher. "I drink mine neat." "I
19drink very little as a rule," said Little Chandler modestly. "An odd half-one or so when I meet any of the old crowd:
20that's all." "Ah, well," said Ignatius Gallaher, cheerfully, "here's to us and to old times and old acquaintance." They
21clinked glasses and drank the toast. "I met some of the old gang today," said Ignatius Gallaher. "O'Hara seems to be in
22a bad way. What's he doing?" "Nothing," said Little Chandler. "He's gone to the dogs." "But Hogan has a good sit, hasn't
23he?" "Yes; he's in the Land Commission." "I met him one night in London and he seemed to be very flush.... Poor O'Hara!
24Boose, I suppose?" "Other things, too," said Little Chandler shortly. Ignatius Gallaher laughed. "Tommy," he said, "I
25see you haven't changed an atom. You're the very same serious person that used to lecture me on Sunday mornings when I
26had a sore head and a fur on my tongue. You'd want to knock about a bit in the world. Have you never been anywhere even
27for a trip?" "I've been to the Isle of Man," said Little Chandler. Ignatius Gallaher laughed. "The Isle of Man!" he
28said. "Go to London or Paris: Paris, for choice. That'd do you good." "Have you seen Paris?" "I should think I have!
29I've knocked about there a little." "And is it really so beautiful as they say?" asked Little Chandler. He sipped a
30little of his drink while Ignatius Gallaher finished his boldly. "Beautiful?" said Ignatius Gallaher, pausing on the
31word and on the flavour of his drink. "It's not so beautiful, you know. Of course, it is beautiful.... But it's the life
32of Paris; that's the thing. Ah, there's no city like Paris for gaiety, movement, excitement...." Little Chandler
33finished his whisky and, after some trouble, succeeded in catching the barman's eye. He ordered the same again. "I've
34been to the Moulin Rouge," Ignatius Gallaher continued when the barman had removed their glasses, "and I've been to all
35the Bohemian cafés. Hot stuff! Not for a pious chap like you, Tommy." Little Chandler said nothing until the barman
36returned with two glasses: then he touched his friend's glass lightly and reciprocated the former toast. He was
37beginning to feel somewhat disillusioned. Gallaher's accent and way of expressing himself did not please him. There was
38something vulgar in his friend which he had not observed before. But perhaps it was only the result of living in London
39amid the bustle and competition of the Press. The old personal charm was still there under this new gaudy manner. And,
40after all, Gallaher had lived, he had seen the world. Little Chandler looked at his friend enviously. "Everything in
41Paris is gay," said Ignatius Gallaher. "They believe in enjoying life--and don't you think they're right? If you want to
42enjoy yourself properly you must go to Paris. And, mind you, they've a great feeling for the Irish there. When they
43heard I was from Ireland they were ready to eat me, man." Little Chandler took four or five sips from his glass. "Tell
44me," he said, "is it true that Paris is so ... immoral as they say?" Ignatius Gallaher made a catholic gesture with his
45right arm. "Every place is immoral," he said. "Of course you do find spicy bits in Paris. Go to one of the students'
46balls, for instance. That's lively, if you like, when the cocottes begin to let themselves loose. You know what they
47are, I suppose?" "I've heard of them," said Little Chandler. Ignatius Gallaher drank off his whisky and shook his head.
48"Ah," he said, "you may say what you like. There's no woman like the Parisienne--for style, for go." "Then it is an
49immoral city," said Little Chandler, with timid insistence--"I mean, compared with London or Dublin?" "London!" said
50Ignatius Gallaher. "It's six of one and half-a-dozen of the other. You ask Hogan, my boy. I showed him a bit about
51London when he was over there. He'd open your eye.... I say, Tommy, don't make punch of that whisky: liquor up." "No,
52really...." "O, come on, another one won't do you any harm. What is it? The same again, I suppose?" "Well ... all
53right." "François, the same again.... Will you smoke, Tommy?" Ignatius Gallaher produced his cigar-case. The two friends
54lit their cigars and puffed at them in silence until their drinks were served. "I'll tell you my opinion," said Ignatius
55Gallaher, emerging after some time from the clouds of smoke in which he had taken refuge, "it's a rum world. Talk of
56immorality! I've heard of cases--what am I saying?--I've known them: cases of ... immorality...." Ignatius Gallaher
57puffed thoughtfully at his cigar and then, in a calm historian's tone, he proceeded to sketch for his friend some
58pictures of the corruption which was rife abroad. He summarised the vices of many capitals and seemed inclined to award
59the palm to Berlin. Some things he could not vouch for (his friends had told him), but of others he had had personal
60experience. He spared neither rank nor caste. He revealed many of the secrets of religious houses on the Continent and
61described some of the practices which were fashionable in high society and ended by telling, with details, a story about
62an English duchess--a story which he knew to be true. Little Chandler was astonished. "Ah, well," said Ignatius
63Gallaher, "here we are in old jog-along Dublin where nothing is known of such things." "How dull you must find it," said
64Little Chandler, "after all the other places you've seen!" "Well," said Ignatius Gallaher, "it's a relaxation to come
65over here, you know. And, after all, it's the old country, as they say, isn't it? You can't help having a certain
66feeling for it. That's human nature.... But tell me something about yourself. Hogan told me you had ... tasted the joys
67of connubial bliss. Two years ago, wasn't it?" Little Chandler blushed and smiled. "Yes," he said. "I was married last
68May twelve months." "I hope it's not too late in the day to offer my best wishes," said Ignatius Gallaher. "I didn't
69know your address or I'd have done so at the time." He extended his hand, which Little Chandler took. "Well, Tommy," he
70said, "I wish you and yours every joy in life, old chap, and tons of money, and may you never die till I shoot you. And
71that's the wish of a sincere friend, an old friend. You know that?" "I know that," said Little Chandler. "Any
72youngsters?" said Ignatius Gallaher. Little Chandler blushed again. "We have one child," he said.
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