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--
Where
did
you
break
your
glasses
?
repeated
the
prefect
of
studies
.
--
The
cinder-path
,
sir
.
--
Hoho
!
The
cinder-path
!
cried
the
prefect
of
studies
.
I
know
that
trick
.
Stephen
lifted
his
eyes
in
wonder
and
saw
for
a
moment
Father
Dolan
's
white-grey
not
young
face
,
his
baldy
white-grey
head
with
fluff
at
the
sides
of
it
,
the
steel
rims
of
his
spectacles
and
his
no-coloured
eyes
looking
through
the
glasses
.
Why
did
he
say
he
knew
that
trick
?
--
Lazy
idle
little
loafer
!
cried
the
prefect
of
studies
.
Broke
my
glasses
!
An
old
schoolboy
trick
!
Out
with
your
hand
this
moment
!
Stephen
closed
his
eyes
and
held
out
in
the
air
his
trembling
hand
with
the
palm
upwards
.
He
felt
the
prefect
of
studies
touch
it
for
a
moment
at
the
fingers
to
straighten
it
and
then
the
swish
of
the
sleeve
of
the
soutane
as
the
pandybat
was
lifted
to
strike
.
A
hot
burning
stinging
tingling
blow
like
the
loud
crack
of
a
broken
stick
made
his
trembling
hand
crumple
together
like
a
leaf
in
the
fire
:
and
at
the
sound
and
the
pain
scalding
tears
were
driven
into
his
eyes
.
His
whole
body
was
shaking
with
fright
,
his
arm
was
shaking
and
his
crumpled
burning
livid
hand
shook
like
a
loose
leaf
in
the
air
.
A
cry
sprang
to
his
lips
,
a
prayer
to
be
let
off
.
But
though
the
tears
scalded
his
eyes
and
his
limbs
quivered
with
pain
and
fright
he
held
back
the
hot
tears
and
the
cry
that
scalded
his
throat
.
--
Other
hand
!
shouted
the
prefect
of
studies
.
Stephen
drew
back
his
maimed
and
quivering
right
arm
and
held
out
his
left
hand
.
The
soutane
sleeve
swished
again
as
the
pandybat
was
lifted
and
a
loud
crashing
sound
and
a
fierce
maddening
tingling
burning
pain
made
his
hand
shrink
together
with
the
palms
and
fingers
in
a
livid
quivering
mass
.
The
scalding
water
burst
forth
from
his
eyes
and
,
burning
with
shame
and
agony
and
fear
,
he
drew
back
his
shaking
arm
in
terror
and
burst
out
into
a
whine
of
pain
.
His
body
shook
with
a
palsy
of
fright
and
in
shame
and
rage
he
felt
the
scalding
cry
come
from
his
throat
and
the
scalding
tears
falling
out
of
his
eyes
and
down
his
flaming
cheeks
.
--
Kneel
down
,
cried
the
prefect
of
studies
.
