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