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--
Can
you
?
said
Stephen
.
--
The
same
riddle
,
he
said
.
Do
you
know
the
other
way
to
ask
it
?
--
No
,
said
Stephen
.
--
Can
you
not
think
of
the
other
way
?
he
said
.
He
looked
at
Stephen
over
the
bedclothes
as
he
spoke
.
Then
he
lay
back
on
the
pillow
and
said
:
--
There
is
another
way
but
I
wo
n't
tell
you
what
it
is
.
Why
did
he
not
tell
it
?
His
father
,
who
kept
the
racehorses
,
must
be
a
magistrate
too
like
Saurin
's
father
and
Nasty
Roche
's
father
.
He
thought
of
his
own
father
,
of
how
he
sang
songs
while
his
mother
played
and
of
how
he
always
gave
him
a
shilling
when
he
asked
for
sixpence
and
he
felt
sorry
for
him
that
he
was
not
a
magistrate
like
the
other
boys
'
fathers
.
Then
why
was
he
sent
to
that
place
with
them
?
But
his
father
had
told
him
that
he
would
be
no
stranger
there
because
his
granduncle
had
presented
an
address
to
the
liberator
there
fifty
years
before
.
You
could
know
the
people
of
that
time
by
their
old
dress
.
It
seemed
to
him
a
solemn
time
:
and
he
wondered
if
that
was
the
time
when
the
fellows
in
Clongowes
wore
blue
coats
with
brass
buttons
and
yellow
waistcoats
and
caps
of
rabbitskin
and
drank
beer
like
grown-up
people
and
kept
greyhounds
of
their
own
to
course
the
hares
with
.
He
looked
at
the
window
and
saw
that
the
daylight
had
grown
weaker
.
There
would
be
cloudy
grey
light
over
the
playgrounds
.
There
was
no
noise
on
the
playgrounds
.
The
class
must
be
doing
the
themes
or
perhaps
Father
Arnall
was
reading
out
of
the
book
.
It
was
queer
that
they
had
not
given
him
any
medicine
.
Perhaps
Brother
Michael
would
bring
it
back
when
he
came
.
They
said
you
got
stinking
stuff
to
drink
when
you
were
in
the
infirmary
.
But
he
felt
better
now
than
before
.
It
would
be
nice
getting
better
slowly
.
You
could
get
a
book
then
.
There
was
a
book
in
the
library
about
Holland
.
There
were
lovely
foreign
names
in
it
and
pictures
of
strange
looking
cities
and
ships
.
It
made
you
feel
so
happy
.
