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He
pursued
his
revery
so
ardently
that
he
passed
his
street
and
had
to
turn
back
.
As
he
came
near
Corless
's
his
former
agitation
began
to
overmaster
him
and
he
halted
before
the
door
in
indecision
.
Finally
he
opened
the
door
and
entered
.
The
light
and
noise
of
the
bar
held
him
at
the
doorways
for
a
few
moments
.
He
looked
about
him
,
but
his
sight
was
confused
by
the
shining
of
many
red
and
green
wine-glasses
The
bar
seemed
to
him
to
be
full
of
people
and
he
felt
that
the
people
were
observing
him
curiously
.
He
glanced
quickly
to
right
and
left
(
frowning
slightly
to
make
his
errand
appear
serious
)
,
but
when
his
sight
cleared
a
little
he
saw
that
nobody
had
turned
to
look
at
him
:
and
there
,
sure
enough
,
was
Ignatius
Gallaher
leaning
with
his
back
against
the
counter
and
his
feet
planted
far
apart
.
"
Hallo
,
Tommy
,
old
hero
,
here
you
are
!
What
is
it
to
be
?
What
will
you
have
?
I
'm
taking
whisky
:
better
stuff
than
we
get
across
the
water
.
Soda
?
Lithia
?
No
mineral
?
I
'm
the
same
Spoils
the
flavour
...
.
Here
,
garcon
,
bring
us
two
halves
of
malt
whisky
,
like
a
good
fellow
...
.
Well
,
and
how
have
you
been
pulling
along
since
I
saw
you
last
?
Dear
God
,
how
old
we
're
getting
!
Do
you
see
any
signs
of
aging
in
me
--
eh
,
what
?
A
little
grey
and
thin
on
the
top
--
what
?
"
Ignatius
Gallaher
took
off
his
hat
and
displayed
a
large
closely
cropped
head
.
His
face
was
heavy
,
pale
and
cleanshaven
.
His
eyes
,
which
were
of
bluish
slate-colour
,
relieved
his
unhealthy
pallor
and
shone
out
plainly
above
the
vivid
orange
tie
he
wore
.
Between
these
rival
features
the
lips
appeared
very
long
and
shapeless
and
colourless
.
He
bent
his
head
and
felt
with
two
sympathetic
fingers
the
thin
hair
at
the
crown
.
Little
Chandler
shook
his
head
as
a
denial
.
Ignatius
Galaher
put
on
his
hat
again
.
"
It
pulls
you
down
,
"
be
said
,
"
Press
life
.
Always
hurry
and
scurry
,
looking
for
copy
and
sometimes
not
finding
it
:
and
then
,
always
to
have
something
new
in
your
stuff
.
Damn
proofs
and
printers
,
I
say
,
for
a
few
days
.
I
'm
deuced
glad
,
I
can
tell
you
,
to
get
back
to
the
old
country
.
Does
a
fellow
good
,
a
bit
of
a
holiday
.
I
feel
a
ton
better
since
I
landed
again
in
dear
dirty
Dublin
...
.
Here
you
are
,
Tommy
.
Water
?
Say
when
.
"
Little
Chandler
allowed
his
whisky
to
be
very
much
diluted
.
"
You
do
n't
know
what
's
good
for
you
,
my
boy
,
"
said
Ignatius
Gallaher
.
"
I
drink
mine
neat
.
"
"
I
drink
very
little
as
a
rule
,
"
said
Little
Chandler
modestly
.
"
An
odd
half-one
or
so
when
I
meet
any
of
the
old
crowd
:
that
's
all
.
"
