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—
Stand
up
straight
for
the
love
of
the
lord
Jesus
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
.
Are
you
trying
to
imitate
your
uncle
John
,
the
cornetplayer
,
head
upon
shoulder
?
Melancholy
God
!
Dilly
shrugged
her
shoulders
.
Mr
Dedalus
placed
his
hands
on
them
and
held
them
back
.
—
Stand
up
straight
,
girl
,
he
said
.
You
’
ll
get
curvature
of
the
spine
.
Do
you
know
what
you
look
like
?
He
let
his
head
sink
suddenly
down
and
forward
,
hunching
his
shoulders
and
dropping
his
underjaw
.
—
Give
it
up
,
father
,
Dilly
said
.
All
the
people
are
looking
at
you
.
Mr
Dedalus
drew
himself
upright
and
tugged
again
at
his
moustache
.
—
Did
you
get
any
money
?
Dilly
asked
.
—
Where
would
I
get
money
?
Mr
Dedalus
said
.
There
is
no
-
one
in
Dublin
would
lend
me
fourpence
.
—
You
got
some
,
Dilly
said
,
looking
in
his
eyes
.
