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--
Closing
time
,
gents
!
The
entrance
hall
was
crowded
and
loud
with
talk
.
On
a
table
near
the
door
were
two
photographs
in
frames
and
between
them
a
long
roll
of
paper
bearing
an
irregular
tail
of
signatures
.
MacCann
went
briskly
to
and
fro
among
the
students
,
talking
rapidly
,
answering
rebuffs
and
leading
one
after
another
to
the
table
.
In
the
inner
hall
the
dean
of
studies
stood
talking
to
a
young
professor
,
stroking
his
chin
gravely
and
nodding
his
head
.
Stephen
,
checked
by
the
crowd
at
the
door
,
halted
irresolutely
.
From
under
the
wide
falling
leaf
of
a
soft
hat
Cranly
's
dark
eyes
were
watching
him
.
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Have
you
signed
?
Stephen
asked
.
Cranly
closed
his
long
thin-lipped
mouth
,
communed
with
himself
an
instant
and
answered
:
--
EGO
HABEO
.
--
What
is
it
for
?
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--
QUOD
?
--
What
is
it
for
?
Cranly
turned
his
pale
face
to
Stephen
and
said
blandly
and
bitterly
: