-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джеймс Джойс
-
- Портрет художника в юности
-
- Стр. 229/241
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
--
And
is
that
why
you
will
not
communicate
,
Cranly
asked
,
because
you
are
not
sure
of
that
too
,
because
you
feel
that
the
host
,
too
,
may
be
the
body
and
blood
of
the
son
of
God
and
not
a
wafer
of
bread
?
And
because
you
fear
that
it
may
be
?
--
Yes
,
Stephen
said
quietly
,
I
feel
that
and
I
also
fear
it
.
--
I
see
,
Cranly
said
.
Stephen
,
struck
by
his
tone
of
closure
,
reopened
the
discussion
at
once
by
saying
:
--
I
fear
many
things
:
dogs
,
horses
,
fire-arms
,
the
sea
,
thunder-storms
,
machinery
,
the
country
roads
at
night
.
--
But
why
do
you
fear
a
bit
of
bread
?
--
I
imagine
,
Stephen
said
,
that
there
is
a
malevolent
reality
behind
those
things
I
say
I
fear
.
--
Do
you
fear
then
,
Cranly
asked
,
that
the
God
of
the
Roman
catholics
would
strike
you
dead
and
damn
you
if
you
made
a
sacrilegious
communion
?
--
The
God
of
the
Roman
catholics
could
do
that
now
,
Stephen
said
.
I
fear
more
than
that
the
chemical
action
which
would
be
set
up
in
my
soul
by
a
false
homage
to
a
symbol
behind
which
are
massed
twenty
centuries
of
authority
and
veneration
.
--
Would
you
,
Cranly
asked
,
in
extreme
danger
,
commit
that
particular
sacrilege
?
For
instance
,
if
you
lived
in
the
penal
days
?
