-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джеймс Джойс
-
- Улисс
-
- Стр. 145/821
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
—
The
others
are
putting
on
their
hats
,
Mr
Kernan
said
.
I
suppose
we
can
do
so
too
.
We
are
the
last
.
This
cemetery
is
a
treacherous
place
.
They
covered
their
heads
.
—
The
reverend
gentleman
read
the
service
too
quickly
,
don
’
t
you
think
?
Mr
Kernan
said
with
reproof
.
Mr
Bloom
nodded
gravely
looking
in
the
quick
bloodshot
eyes
.
Secret
eyes
,
secretsearching
.
Mason
,
I
think
:
not
sure
.
Beside
him
again
.
We
are
the
last
.
In
the
same
boat
.
Hope
he
’
ll
say
something
else
.
Mr
Kernan
added
:
—
The
service
of
the
Irish
church
used
in
Mount
Jerome
is
simpler
,
more
impressive
I
must
say
.
Mr
Bloom
gave
prudent
assent
.
The
language
of
course
was
another
thing
.
Mr
Kernan
said
with
solemnity
:
—
I
am
the
resurrection
and
the
life
.
That
touches
a
man
’
s
inmost
heart
.
