-- O Jesus, Mary and Joseph! says she. Im blinded! Im blinded and drownded!

    opped in a fit of couger, repeating:

    -- Im blinded entirely.

    Mr Dedalus laugo and fro.

    Dante looked terribly angry and repeated whey laughed:

    -- Very nice! ha! Very nice!

    It  nice about t in the womans eye.

    But ty OS Mr Casey  repeat?  of Mr Casey te. t ood in talking in a lo trap of  nig gone to Dublin by train but a car o t teely road.

    e too for one nig t a gentleman on taken off  he end.

    Mr Dedalus gave a snort of contempt.

    -- A is true for tunate priest-ridden race and alill ter.

    Uncle Charles shook his head, saying:

    -- A bad business! A bad business!

    Mr Dedalus repeated:

    -- A priest-ridden Godforsaken race!

    ed to trait of o .

    -- Do you see t old co deateboy. But  our clerical friends, t  one of t  under his mahogany.

    Dante broke in angrily:

    -- If -ridden race ! touc, says C, for the apple of My eye.

    -- And can  love our country t to follo o lead us?

    -- A traitor to ry! replied Dante. A traitor, an adulterer! ts rue friends of Ireland.

    -- ere th? said Mr Casey.

    on table and, froruded one finger after another.

    -- Didnt tray us in time of ted an address of loyalty to t ts sell tions of try in 1829 in return for cation? Didnt t from t and in t terence Bellew MacManus?

    ep to tered a guffaw of coarse scorn.

    -- O, by God,  li