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—
I
understand
,
Stephen
said
.
Thanks
.
God
ild
you
.
The
pigs
’
paper
.
Bullockbefriending
.
Synge
has
promised
me
an
article
for
Dana
too
.
Are
we
going
to
be
read
?
I
feel
we
are
.
The
Gaelic
league
wants
something
in
Irish
.
I
hope
you
will
come
round
tonight
.
Bring
Starkey
.
Stephen
sat
down
.
The
quaker
librarian
came
from
the
leavetakers
.
Blushing
,
his
mask
said
:
—
Mr
Dedalus
,
your
views
are
most
illuminating
.
He
creaked
to
and
fro
,
tiptoing
up
nearer
heaven
by
the
altitude
of
a
chopine
,
and
,
covered
by
the
noise
of
outgoing
,
said
low
:
—
Is
it
your
view
,
then
,
that
she
was
not
faithful
to
the
poet
?
Alarmed
face
asks
me
.
Why
did
he
come
?
Courtesy
or
an
inward
light
?
