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Uncle
Charles
raised
his
hands
mildly
and
said
:
--
Come
now
,
come
now
,
come
now
!
Can
we
not
have
our
opinions
whatever
they
are
without
this
bad
temper
and
this
bad
language
?
It
is
too
bad
surely
.
Mrs
Dedalus
spoke
to
Dante
in
a
low
voice
but
Dante
said
loudly
:
--
I
will
not
say
nothing
.
I
will
defend
my
church
and
my
religion
when
it
is
insulted
and
spit
on
by
renegade
catholics
.
Mr
Casey
pushed
his
plate
rudely
into
the
middle
of
the
table
and
,
resting
his
elbows
before
him
,
said
in
a
hoarse
voice
to
his
host
:
--
Tell
me
,
did
I
tell
you
that
story
about
a
very
famous
spit
?
--
You
did
not
,
John
,
said
Mr
Dedalus
.
--
Why
then
,
said
Mr
Casey
,
it
is
a
most
instructive
story
.
It
happened
not
long
ago
in
the
county
Wicklow
where
we
are
now
.
He
broke
off
and
,
turning
towards
Dante
,
said
with
quiet
indignation
:
--
And
I
may
tell
you
,
ma'am
,
that
I
,
if
you
mean
me
,
am
no
renegade
catholic
.
I
am
a
catholic
as
my
father
was
and
his
father
before
him
and
his
father
before
him
again
,
when
we
gave
up
our
lives
rather
than
sell
our
faith
.
