“Cathal Brugha came in off the 9.30 train & I was late for my class because I stayed listening to him. He is small & very dry & wan looking, & lame, with a rather long moustache. He told a lot about the Convention, & Middleton’s & Redmond’s efforts to fix up a scheme without full control of the customs, & the great danger there is of a majority of the country accepting whatever scheme the Convention does agree on. Then he sat down to a tea with horrid looking black kidneys on toast, & I went away.”
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“No news. D. seemed to have gone back again. There was a committee at the Club, & frightful revelations of the rioting & revelling & throwing bottles from the roof that went on during the election times. The caretaker is not a bit of good. Connolly as usual wanted to get all the women turned out of the Club. Miss Skeffington, Mrs Phelan, Mrs Gallagher & I were appointed [to] a committee to make rules about the girls. Miss S. spoke very well to about the behaviour of the men being worse than that of the girls; she feels very strongly about that.
