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—
Give
us
it
here
.
Maggy
poured
yellow
thick
soup
from
the
kettle
into
a
bowl
.
Katey
,
sitting
opposite
Boody
,
said
quietly
,
as
her
fingertip
lifted
to
her
mouth
random
crumbs
:
—
A
good
job
we
have
that
much
.
Where
’
s
Dilly
?
—
Gone
to
meet
father
,
Maggy
said
.
Boody
,
breaking
big
chunks
of
bread
into
the
yellow
soup
,
added
:
—
Our
father
who
art
not
in
heaven
.
Maggy
,
pouring
yellow
soup
in
Katey
’
s
bowl
,
exclaimed
:
—
Boody
!
For
shame
!
A
skiff
,
a
crumpled
throwaway
,
Elijah
is
coming
,
rode
lightly
down
the
Liffey
,
under
Loopline
bridge
,
shooting
the
rapids
where
water
chafed
around
the
bridgepiers
,
sailing
eastward
past
hulls
and
anchorchains
,
between
the
Customhouse
old
dock
and
George
’
s
quay
.
*
*
*
