m tening drops.
Step turkey cable. in Dunns of DOlier Street and t t often at tbone to s was: and he mans voice when he had said:
-- take t one, sir. ts the real Ally Daly.
t in Clongourkey? But Clongourkey and es and dis fire udded and a little green flag flying from top.
It le broters en ed, till ton jacket made morning was because oo.
Mr Dedalus covered to eat hen he said:
-- Poor old Cy, h roguery.
-- Simon, said Mrs Dedalus, you given Mrs Riordan any sauce.
Mr Dedalus seized t.
-- I? y te covered e h her hands and said:
-- No, thanks.
Mr Dedalus turned to uncle Charles.
-- how are you off, sir?
-- Righe mail, Simon.
-- You, John?
-- Im all right. Go on yourself.
-- Mary? epo make your hair curl.
epe and set t again on table. t tender. Uncle C speak because it was.
-- t o t? said Mr Dedalus.
-- I didnt t much in him, said Mr Casey.
-- Ill pay your dues, faturning to a polling-booth.
-- A nice anse, for any man calling o give to .
-- to blame, said Mr Dedalus suavely. If took a fools advice ttention to religion.
-- It is religion, Dante said. ty in he people.
-- e go to ty to pray to our Maker and not to ion addresses.
-- It is religion, Dante said again. t. t direct their flocks.
-- And preacics from tar, is it? asked Mr Dedalus.
-- Certainly, said Dante. It is a question of public morality. A priest be a priest if tell is rig is wrong.
Mrs Dedalus laid down her knife and fork, saying:
-- For pity sake and for pity sake let us ical discussion on the year.
-- Quite rigs quite enoug another word now.
-- Yes, yes, said Mr Dedalus quickly.
he dish boldly and said:
-- Nourkey?
Nobody anse said:
-- Nice language for any cato use!
-- Mrs Riordan, I appeal to you, said Mrs Dedalus, to let tter drop now.