:
-- Go easy, my dear man. Youre an excitable bloody man, do you know.
o Steph moved and friendly eyes, said:
-- Do you kno you are an excitable man?
-- I daresay I am, said Stephen, laughing also.
tely estranged, seemed suddenly to o ther.
-- Do you believe in t? Cranly asked.
-- I do not, Stephen said.
-- Do you disbelieve then?
-- I neit nor disbelieve in it, Stephen answered.
-- Many persons s, even religious persons, yet t ts on t point too strong?
-- I do not ephen answered.
Cranly, embarrassed for a moment, took anot and to eat it wephen said:
-- Dont, please. You cannot discuss tion h full of chewed fig.
Cranly examined t of a lamp under it rils, bit a tiny piece, spat it out and to tter.
Addressing it as it lay, he said:
-- Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire! taking Step on again and said:
-- Do you not fear t to you on t?
-- is offered me on tepernity of bliss in tudies?
-- Remember, Cranly said, t he would be glorified.
-- Ay, Step bitterly, brigle.
-- It is a curious tely, urated w sc you did.
-- I did, Stephen answered.
-- And were you ly, ance?
-- Often epen unhen.
-- do you mean by t statement?
-- I mean, said Step I myself as I am now, as I o become.
-- Not as you are no as you o become, Cranly repeated. Let me ask you a question. Do you love your mother?