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’
Molloy
,
about
to
follow
him
in
,
said
quietly
to
Stephen
:
—
I
hope
you
will
live
to
see
it
published
.
Myles
,
one
moment
.
He
went
into
the
inner
office
,
closing
the
door
behind
him
.
—
Come
along
,
Stephen
,
the
professor
said
.
That
is
fine
,
isn
’
t
it
?
It
has
the
prophetic
vision
.
Fuit
Ilium
!
The
sack
of
windy
Troy
.
Kingdoms
of
this
world
.
The
masters
of
the
Mediterranean
are
fellaheen
today
.
The
first
newsboy
came
pattering
down
the
stairs
at
their
heels
and
rushed
out
into
the
street
,
yelling
:
—
Racing
special
!
Dublin
.
I
have
much
,
much
to
learn
.
They
turned
to
the
left
along
Abbey
street
.
—
I
have
a
vision
too
,
Stephen
said
.
—
Yes
?
the
professor
said
,
skipping
to
get
into
step
.
Crawford
will
follow
.
