The Lord Lieutenant, being slightly indisposed, had been unable to make an early start, so the most honourable stranger was Mr.Chesney, the Chief Secretary.

To him Professor Cairns attached himself, and received a share of the Reverend Mother's blandishments.
Mr.Chesney himself was dapper and smiling as usual.

Even the early hour at which he had been obliged to leave home had neither ruffled his temper nor withered the flower in his buttonhole.

He spent his money generously at the various stalls in the garden, addressed friendly remarks to the women in the factory, and asked the questions with which Mr.Davis had primed him in the train.
Quite a crowd of minor people followed the great statesman.

There were barristers who hoped to become County Court Judges, and ladies who enjoyed a novel kind of occasion for displaying their clothes, hoping to see their names afterwards in the newspaper accounts of the proceedings.
There were a few foremen from leading Dublin shops, who foresaw the possibility of a fashionable boom in Robeen tweeds and flannels.