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He
walked
listlessly
round
Stephen
's
Green
and
then
down
Grafton
Street
.
Though
his
eyes
took
note
of
many
elements
of
the
crowd
through
which
he
passed
they
did
so
morosely
.
He
found
trivial
all
that
was
meant
to
charm
him
and
did
not
answer
the
glances
which
invited
him
to
be
bold
.
He
knew
that
he
would
have
to
speak
a
great
deal
,
to
invent
and
to
amuse
and
his
brain
and
throat
were
too
dry
for
such
a
task
.
The
problem
of
how
he
could
pass
the
hours
till
he
met
Corley
again
troubled
him
a
little
.
He
could
think
of
no
way
of
passing
them
but
to
keep
on
walking
.
He
turned
to
the
left
when
he
came
to
the
corner
of
Rutland
Square
and
felt
more
at
ease
in
the
dark
quiet
street
,
the
sombre
look
of
which
suited
his
mood
.
He
paused
at
last
before
the
window
of
a
poor-looking
shop
over
which
the
words
Refreshment
Bar
were
printed
in
white
letters
.
On
the
glass
of
the
window
were
two
flying
inscriptions
:
Ginger
Beer
and
Ginger
Ale
.
A
cut
ham
was
exposed
on
a
great
blue
dish
while
near
it
on
a
plate
lay
a
segment
of
very
light
plum-pudding
.
He
eyed
this
food
earnestly
for
some
time
and
then
,
after
glancing
warily
up
and
down
the
street
,
went
into
the
shop
quickly
.
He
was
hungry
for
,
except
some
biscuits
which
he
had
asked
two
grudging
curates
to
bring
him
,
he
had
eaten
nothing
since
breakfast-time
.
He
sat
down
at
an
uncovered
wooden
table
opposite
two
work-girls
and
a
mechanic
.
A
slatternly
girl
waited
on
him
.
"
How
much
is
a
plate
of
peas
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Three
halfpence
,
sir
,
"
said
the
girl
.
"
Bring
me
a
plate
of
peas
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
a
bottle
of
ginger
beer
.
"
He
spoke
roughly
in
order
to
belie
his
air
of
gentility
for
his
entry
had
been
followed
by
a
pause
of
talk
.
His
face
was
heated
.
To
appear
natural
he
pushed
his
cap
back
on
his
head
and
planted
his
elbows
on
the
table
.
The
mechanic
and
the
two
work-girls
examined
him
point
by
point
before
resuming
their
conversation
in
a
subdued
voice
.
The
girl
brought
him
a
plate
of
grocer
's
hot
peas
,
seasoned
with
pepper
and
vinegar
,
a
fork
and
his
ginger
beer
.
He
ate
his
food
greedily
and
found
it
so
good
that
he
made
a
note
of
the
shop
mentally
.
When
he
had
eaten
all
the
peas
he
sipped
his
ginger
beer
and
sat
for
some
time
thinking
of
Corley
's
adventure
.
In
his
imagination
he
beheld
the
pair
of
lovers
walking
along
some
dark
road
;
he
heard
Corley
's
voice
in
deep
energetic
gallantries
and
saw
again
the
leer
of
the
young
woman
's
mouth
.
This
vision
made
him
feel
keenly
his
own
poverty
of
purse
and
spirit
.
He
was
tired
of
knocking
about
,
of
pulling
the
devil
by
the
tail
,
of
shifts
and
intrigues
.
He
would
be
thirty-one
in
November
.
Would
he
never
get
a
good
job
?
Would
he
never
have
a
home
of
his
own
?
He
thought
how
pleasant
it
would
be
to
have
a
warm
fire
to
sit
by
and
a
good
dinner
to
sit
down
to
.
He
had
walked
the
streets
long
enough
with
friends
and
with
girls
.
He
knew
what
those
friends
were
worth
:
he
knew
the
girls
too
.
Experience
had
embittered
his
heart
against
the
world
.
But
all
hope
had
not
left
him
.
He
felt
better
after
having
eaten
than
he
had
felt
before
,
less
weary
of
his
life
,
less
vanquished
in
spirit
.
He
might
yet
be
able
to
settle
down
in
some
snug
corner
and
live
happily
if
he
could
only
come
across
some
good
simple-minded
girl
with
a
little
of
the
ready
.
He
paid
twopence
halfpenny
to
the
slatternly
girl
and
went
out
of
the
shop
to
begin
his
wandering
again
.
He
went
into
Capel
Street
and
walked
along
towards
the
City
Hall
.
Then
he
turned
into
Dame
Street
.
At
the
corner
of
George
's
Street
he
met
two
friends
of
his
and
stopped
to
converse
with
them
.
He
was
glad
that
he
could
rest
from
all
his
walking
.
His
friends
asked
him
had
he
seen
Corley
and
what
was
the
latest
.
He
replied
that
he
had
spent
the
day
with
Corley
.
His
friends
talked
very
little
.
They
looked
vacantly
after
some
figures
in
the
crowd
and
sometimes
made
a
critical
remark
.
One
said
that
he
had
seen
Mac
an
hour
before
in
Westmoreland
Street
.
At
this
Lenehan
said
that
he
had
been
with
Mac
the
night
before
in
Egan
's
.
The
young
man
who
had
seen
Mac
in
Westmoreland
Street
asked
was
it
true
that
Mac
had
won
a
bit
over
a
billiard
match
.
Lenehan
did
not
know
:
he
said
that
Holohan
had
stood
them
drinks
in
Egan
's
.
