Chapter 5
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trinity on , set ys ignorance like a dull stone set in a cumbrous ring, pulled riving t to free from tters of tatue of tional poet of Ireland.
it anger; for, t over it like unseen vermin, over t and up t seemed s indignity. It of student. It ing name bet t bore lightly:
-- Go on, Stevie, I ell me. Call me w you will.
tian name on touceply reet, s t flanked ting for ion, tener o and flung it back again, dra by a quiet inbred courtesy of attention or by a quaint turn of old Engliss delig at t of Micly and suddenly by a grossness of intelligence or by a bluntness of feeling or by a dull stare of terror in terror of soul of a starving Irisill a nightly fear.
Side by side Davin, te, t s o render t life of t at any cost loved to taugion by ts of Irisood to a line of beauty and to its unales t divided against ttitude as totitude of a dull-ted loyal serf. soever of t or of feeling came to ure ood armed against in obedience to a pass lay beyond England he foreign legion of France in which he spoke of serving.
Coupling tion epen called ame geese and t of irritation in ted against t very reluctance of speecen to stand betepion, and the hidden ways of Irish life.
One nig, stung by t or luxurious language in ual revo