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Chapter 1
on account of t t tors kind-looking face.

    -- ell, my little man, said tor, ?

    Step and said:

    -- I broke my glasses, sir.

    tor opened h and said:

    -- O!

    then he smiled and said:

    -- ell, if  e home for a new pair.

    -- I e ep to study till they come.

    -- Quite rigor.

    Stepried to keep his legs and his voice from shaking.

    -- But, sir--

    -- Yes?

    -- Fatoday and pandied me because I  ing my theme.

    tor looked at o ears about to rise to his eyes.

    tor said:

    -- Your name is Dedalus, isnt it?

    -- Yes, sir

    -- And where did you break your glasses?

    -- On t of t broken. I dont knohe fellows name.

    tor looked at hen he smiled and said:

    -- O,  ake; I am sure Fat know.

    -- But I told hem, sir, and he pandied me.

    -- Did you tell  you ten or asked.

    -- No, sir.

    -- O or, Fat understand. You can say t I excuse you from your lessons for a few days.

    Steprembling  him:

    -- Yes, sir, but Fatomorroo pandy me again for it.

    -- Very or said, it is a mistake and I so Fat do now?

    Step tears ting his eyes and murmured:

    -- O yes sir, thanks.

    tor ep for a moment, felt a cool moist palm.

    -- Good day noor, hdrawing his hand and bowing.

    -- Good day, sir, said Stephen.

    ly out of the doors carefully and slowly.

    But o er and faster. Faster and faster edly.  t taircase,  into the air.

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