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Jim Phelan

Acute discomfort showed among the peasantmen, while the shopkeeper still smiled. Gradually, in the silence, a guilty, hang-dog expression appeared on each face, as if Packy had caught them out in some mean and sordid conspiracy to cheat him. Then, the silence continuing, they stared at the gombeen in blank and hopeless calm. They had nothing, could pay nothing, could do nothing.
- Jim Phelan, "Bell Wethers"

March 7, 2017 in Books | Permalink