:

    -- 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?