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From Darius Boland, y'r honour, answered Michael, with a smile. Who is Darius Boland, you’re askin’ in y'r mind? Well, he’s the new manager come from the Llyn plantations in Virginia; and right good stuff he is, with a tongue that’s as dry as cut-wheat in August. And there’s humour in him, plenty-aye, plenty. When did I see him, and how? Well, I saw him this mornin’, on the quay at Kingston. He was orderin’ the porters about with an air–oh, bedad, an air! I saw the name upon the parcels– Miss Sheila Llyn, of Moira, Virginia, and so I spoke to him. The rest was aisy.