We call her Finola because she shelters the rest of us under her wings when the Moyle gets tempestuous.

You remember the story ?' 'Of course I do,' said Hyacinth, who had learnt the tale of Lir's daughter as other children do Jack the Giant-Killer.

'And who is Miss O'Dwyer ?' 'Oh, she writes verses.

Surely you know them ?' Hyacinth shook his head.
'What a pity! We all admire them immensely.

She has something nearly every week in the _Croppy_.