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That
was
strange
.
He
tried
to
think
how
it
could
be
.
But
the
dusk
,
deepening
in
the
schoolroom
,
covered
over
his
thoughts
.
The
bell
rang
.
The
master
marked
the
sums
and
cuts
to
be
done
for
the
next
lesson
and
went
out
.
Heron
,
beside
Stephen
,
began
to
hum
tunelessly
.
MY
EXCELLENT
FRIEND
BOMBADOS
.
Ennis
,
who
had
gone
to
the
yard
,
came
back
,
saying
:
--
The
boy
from
the
house
is
coming
up
for
the
rector
.
A
tall
boy
behind
Stephen
rubbed
his
hands
and
said
:
--
That
's
game
ball
.
We
can
scut
the
whole
hour
.
He
wo
n't
be
in
till
after
half
two
.
Then
you
can
ask
him
questions
on
the
catechism
,
Dedalus
.
Stephen
,
leaning
back
and
drawing
idly
on
his
scribbler
,
listened
to
the
talk
about
him
which
Heron
checked
from
time
to
time
by
saying
:
--
Shut
up
,
will
you
.
Do
n't
make
such
a
bally
racket
!
It
was
strange
too
that
he
found
an
arid
pleasure
in
following
up
to
the
end
the
rigid
lines
of
the
doctrines
of
the
church
and
penetrating
into
obscure
silences
only
to
hear
and
feel
the
more
deeply
his
own
condemnation
.
The
sentence
of
saint
James
which
says
that
he
who
offends
against
one
commandment
becomes
guilty
of
all
,
had
seemed
to
him
first
a
swollen
phrase
until
he
had
begun
to
grope
in
the
darkness
of
his
own
state
.
From
the
evil
seed
of
lust
all
other
deadly
sins
had
sprung
forth
:
pride
in
himself
and
contempt
of
others
,
covetousness
In
using
money
for
the
purchase
of
unlawful
pleasures
,
envy
of
those
whose
vices
he
could
not
reach
to
and
calumnious
murmuring
against
the
pious
,
gluttonous
enjoyment
of
food
,
the
dull
glowering
anger
amid
which
he
brooded
upon
his
longing
,
the
swamp
of
spiritual
and
bodily
sloth
in
which
his
whole
being
had
sunk
.
As
he
sat
in
his
bench
gazing
calmly
at
the
rector
's
shrewd
harsh
face
,
his
mind
wound
itself
in
and
out
of
the
curious
questions
proposed
to
it
.
