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Chapter 6
  Goggins skipped doo t once returned to emple turned back to Stephen and asked:

    -- Do you believe in ty?

    -- Are you drunk or rying to say? asked Cranly, facing round on h an expression of wonder.

    -- t profound sentence ever ten, temple said ence at tion is th.

    oucepimidly at the elbow and said eagerly:

    -- Do you feel  is because you are a poet?

    -- Cranly pointed his long forefinger.

    -- Look at o t Irelands hope!

    t ure. temple turned on him bravely, saying:

    -- Cranly, youre al me. I can see t. But I am as good as you any day. Do you kno you noh myself?

    -- My dear man, said Cranly urbanely, you are incapable, do you knoely incapable of thinking.

    -- But do you knoemple  on, ogether?

    -- Out , temple! tout student cried from teps. Get it out in bits!

    temple turned rig, making sudden feeble gestures as he spoke.

    -- Im a ballocks,  it t I am.

    Dixon patted ly on the shoulder and said mildly:

    -- And it does you every credit, temple.

    -- But emple said, pointing to Cranly, oo, like me. Only  kno. And ts the only difference I see.

    A burst of laug urned again to Steph a sudden eagerness:

    -- t  interesting s the only English dual number. Did you know?

    -- Is it? Stephen said vaguely.

    cured suffering face, lit up noience. t like foul er poured over an old stone image, patient of injuries; and, as c in salute and uncover t stood stiffly from his f
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