I shouldn't feel easy with Mr.Dowling's cheque for an account until I saw how the clerk took it across the bank counter.
You mark my words, there'll be a fire in that establishment before the year's out.' The prophecy was fulfilled, as Hyacinth learnt from the _Mayo Telegraphy_ and Mr.Dowling's whole stock of goods was consumed.

There were rumours that a sceptical insurance company made difficulties about paying the compensation demanded; but the inhabitants of Ardnaree marked their confidence in the husband of an Archbishop's niece by presenting him with an address of sympathy and a purse containing ten sovereigns.
Most of Hyacinth's business was done with small shopkeepers in remote districts.

The country-people who lived out of reach of such centres of fashion as Ardnaree and Clogher were sufficiently unsophisticated to prefer things which were really good.

Hats and bonnets were not quite universal among the women in the mountain districts far back where they spoke Irish, and Mr.Quinn's head-kerchiefs were still in request.

Even the younger women wanted garments which would keep them warm and dry, and Hyacinth often returned well satisfied from a tour of the country shops.