Dubliners by James Joyce
How

Dublin The Sisters
An Encounter
Araby
Eveline
After the Race
Two Gallants
The Boarding House
A Little Cloud
Counterparts
Clay
A Painful Case
Ivy Day in the Committee Room
A Mother
Grace
The Dead

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There are 77 occurrences of the word:   how

[The Sisters] [63] "How do you mean, Mr. Cotter?" asked my aunt.
[The Sisters] [151] or only imperfections. His questions showed me how complex and
[The Sisters] [155] seemed so grave to me that I wondered how anybody had ever
[The Sisters] [196] mutterings distracted me. I noticed how clumsily her skirt was
[The Sisters] [197] hooked at the back and how the heels of her cloth boots were
[An Encounter] [492] by saying what a funk he was and guessing how many he would
[An Encounter] [589] mentioned lightly that he had three totties. The man asked me how
[An Encounter] [593] "Tell us," said Mahony pertly to the man, "how many have you
[An Encounter] [607] nice soft hair they had and how soft their hands were and how all
[An Encounter] [670] He described to me how he would whip such a boy as if he were
[An Encounter] [688] Mahony saw me and hallooed in answer. How my heart beat as he
[Araby] [764] her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration. But my body
[Eveline] [1027] where he had a home waiting for her. How well she remembered
[After the Race] [1211] been question merely of some freak of the higher intelligence, how
[After the Race] [1223] car in which he sat. How smoothly it ran. In what style they had
[After the Race] [1346] of course. How much had he written away? The men rose to their
[Two Gallants] [1409] He was insensitive to all kinds of discourtesy. No one knew how
[Two Gallants] [1546] 'Ecod! Corley, you know how to take them," he said.
[Two Gallants] [1670] too dry for such a task. The problem of how he could pass the
[Two Gallants] [1690] "How much is a plate of peas?" he asked.
[Two Gallants] [1713] thought how pleasant it would be to have a warm fire to sit by and
[A Little Cloud] [2136] He felt how useless it was to struggle against fortune, this being
[A Little Cloud] [2258] good fellow.... Well, and how have you been pulling along since I
[A Little Cloud] [2259] saw you last? Dear God, how old we're getting! Do you see any
[A Little Cloud] [2421] "How dull you must find it," said Little Chandler, "after all the
[A Little Cloud] [2598] nervousness it had cost him! How he had suffered that day, waiting
[A Little Cloud] [2620] Jewesses. Those dark Oriental eyes, he thought, how full they are
[A Little Cloud] [2647] How melancholy it was! Could he, too, write like that, express the
[Counterparts] [2760] half. How many courses do you want, I'd like to know.... Do you
[Counterparts] [2843] sat down at his desk to get what was required, he realised how
[Counterparts] [2867] the said Bernard Bodley be... and thought how strange it was that
[Clay] [3267] and, as she stood before the mirror, she thought of how she used to
[Clay] [3277] mind all she was going to do and thought how much better it was
[Clay] [3309] she reflected how much more polite he was than the young men
[Clay] [3319] her tiny head under the rain, she thought how easy it was to know a
[Clay] [3341] the tram. Maria, remembering how confused the gentleman with
[Clay] [3353] bad when you knew how to take him, that he was a decent sort so
[Clay] [3357] nutcrackers and Joe was nearly getting cross over it and asked how
[A Painful Case] [3767] her openly. He had done what seemed to him best. How was he to
[A Painful Case] [3768] blame? Now that she was gone he understood how lonely her life
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3915] "Well, Mat," he said to Mr. O'Connor, "how goes it?"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4024] "Well? How does he stand?"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4045] tinker! 'Usha, how could he be anything else?"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4068] "Thats a nice how-do-you-do," said Mr. O'Connor. "How does he
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4100] Just go round and try and find out how they're getting on. They
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4207] "And how does he knock it out?" asked Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4259] 'And how do you like your new master, Pat?' says I to him. 'You
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4380] "How can I?" said the old man, "when there's no corkscrew? "
[A Mother] [4743] very much. However, she said nothing and waited to see how it
[A Mother] [5034] this was how she was repaid.
[Grace] [5216] "How did you get yourself into this mess?" asked Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5255] huddled together with cold. His friend asked him to tell how the
[Grace] [5367] recalled with vivid pleasure how she had passed out of the Star of
[Grace] [5540] there was a policeman. Decent young fellow, he seemed. How did
[Grace] [5569] "How could they be anything else, Tom?" he said.
[Grace] [5969] "How was that, Martin?" asked Mr. Power.
[The Dead] [6735] Quay, or to O'Clohissey's in the bystreet. He did not know how to
[The Dead] [6751] her his review of Browning's poems. That was how she had found
[The Dead] [6894] trembling fingers tapped the cold pane of the window. How cool it
[The Dead] [6895] must be outside! How pleasant it would be to walk out alone, first
[The Dead] [6898] top of the Wellington Monument. How much more pleasant it
[The Dead] [7043] "But how can you get home?" asked Mrs. Conroy.
[The Dead] [7183] something like singing to be heard in Dublin. He told too of how
[The Dead] [7185] of how one night an Italian tenor had sung five encores to Let me
[The Dead] [7186] like a Soldier fall, introducing a high C every time, and of how the
[The Dead] [7245] then spoke of Mount Melleray, how bracing the air was down
[The Dead] [7246] there, how hospitable the monks were and how they never asked
[The Dead] [7600] mother how the discussion was progressing, till at last Mr. Browne
[The Dead] [7937] abstracted? He did not know how he could begin. Was she
[The Dead] [8046] "How do I know? To see him, perhaps."
[The Dead] [8078] Her voice was veiled and sad. Gabriel, feeling now how vain it
[The Dead] [8157] man had died for her sake. It hardly pained him now to think how
[The Dead] [8181] and blowing her nose and telling him how Julia had died. He
[The Dead] [8190] wither dismally with age. He thought of how she who lay beside