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Read
the
skies
.
Autontimorumenos
.
Bous
Stephanoumenos
.
Where
’
s
your
configuration
?
Stephen
,
Stephen
,
cut
the
bread
even
.
S
.
D
:
sua
donna
.
Già
:
di
lui
.
Gelindo
risolve
di
non
amare
S
.
D
.
—
What
is
that
,
Mr
Dedalus
?
the
quaker
librarian
asked
.
Was
it
a
celestial
phenomenon
?
—
A
star
by
night
,
Stephen
said
.
A
pillar
of
the
cloud
by
day
.
What
more
’
s
to
speak
?
Stephen
looked
on
his
hat
,
his
stick
,
his
boots
.
Stephanos
,
my
crown
.
My
sword
.
His
boots
are
spoiling
the
shape
of
my
feet
.
Buy
a
pair
.
Holes
in
my
socks
.
Handkerchief
too
.
—
You
make
good
use
of
the
name
,
John
Eglinton
allowed
.
Your
own
name
is
strange
enough
.
I
suppose
it
explains
your
fantastical
humour
.
Me
,
Magee
and
Mulligan
.
Fabulous
artificer
.
The
hawklike
man
.
You
flew
.
Whereto
?
Newhaven
-
Dieppe
,
steerage
passenger
.
Paris
and
back
.
Lapwing
.
Icarus
.
Pater
,
ait
.
Seabedabbled
,
fallen
,
weltering
.
Lapwing
you
are
.
Lapwing
be
.
Mr
Best
eagerquietly
lifted
his
book
to
say
:
