not they！ what a great notion they had！ so cissy said it was the very last time she'd ever bring them out. she jumped up and called them and she ran down the slope past him， tossing her hair behind her which had a good enough colour if there had been more of it but with all the thingamerry she was always rubbing into it she couldn't get it to grow long because it wasn't natural so she could just go and throw her hat at it. she ran with long gandery strides it was a wonder she didn't rip up her skirt at the side that was too tight on her because there was a lot of the tomboy about cissy caffrey and she was a forward piece whenever she thought she had a good opportunity to off and just because she was a good runner she ran like that so that he could see all the end of her petticoat running and her skinny shanks up as far as possible. it would have served her just right if she had tripped up over something accidentally on purpose with her high crooked french heels on her to make her look tall and got a fine tumble. tableau！ that would have been a very charming exposé for a gentleman like that to witness.
queen of angels， queen of patriarchs， queen of prophets， of all saints， they prayed， queen of the most holy rosary and then father conroy handed the thurible to canon o'hanlon and he put in the incense and censed the blessed sacrament and cissy caffrey caught the two twins and she was itching to give them a ringing good clip on the ear but she didn't because she thought he might be watching but she never made a bigger mistake in all her life because gerty could see without looking that he never took his eyes off of her and then canon o'hanlon handed the thurible back to father conroy and knelt down looking up at the blessed sacrament and the choir began to sing tantum ego and she just swung her foot in and out in time as the music rose and fell to the tantumer gosa cramen tum. three and eleven she paid for those stockings in sparrow's of george's street on the tuesday， no the monday before easter and there wasn't a brack on them and that was what he was looking at， transparent， and not at her insignificant ones that had neither shape nor form (the cheek of her！) because he had eyes in his head to see the difference for himself.