Lynch began to sing softly and solemnly in a deep bass voice:
David fideli carmin
Dicendo nationibus
Regnavit a ligno Deus.
—That's great! he said, well pleased. Great music!
They turned into Lower Mount Street. A few steps from the corner a fat young man, wearing a silk neckcloth, saluted them and stopped.
—Did you hear the results of the exams? he asked. Griffin was plucked. Halpin and O'Flynn are through the home civil. Moonan got fifth place in the Indian.