Dubliners by James Joyce

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

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[The Sisters] [57] looking up from my plate. He returned to his pipe and finally spat
[The Sisters] [78] My aunt brought the dish from the safe and put it on the table.
[The Sisters] [92] from his unfinished sentences. In the dark of my room I imagined
[The Sisters] [124] Toast for him and this present would have roused him from his
[The Sisters] [141] sensation of freedom as if I had been freed from something by his
[The Sisters] [251] She sipped a little more from her glass and said:
[An Encounter] [394] West were remote from my nature but, at least, they opened doors
[An Encounter] [396] were traversed from time to time by unkempt fierce and beautiful
[An Encounter] [442] by collecting sixpence from the other two, at the same time
[An Encounter] [465] brought out the catapult which bulged from his inner pocket and
[An Encounter] [493] get at three o'clock from Mr. Ryan.
[An Encounter] [503] from far away by their curls of woolly smoke, the brown fishing
[An Encounter] [509] under my eyes. School and home seemed to recede from us and
[An Encounter] [517] observed from the other quay. Some bystander said that she was a
[An Encounter] [550] from the far end of the field. I watched him lazily as I chewed one
[An Encounter] [625] slowly away from us towards the near end of the field. We
[An Encounter] [645] wall she had escaladed. Desisting from this, he began to wander
[An Encounter] [660] so I met the gaze of a pair of bottle-green eyes peering at me from
[Araby] [698] detached from its neighbours in a square ground The other houses
[Araby] [703] drawing-room. Air, musty from having been long enclosed, hung
[Araby] [722] houses where we ran the gauntlet of the rough tribes from the
[Araby] [724] odours arose from the ashpits, to the dark odorous stables where a
[Araby] [725] coachman smoothed and combed the horse or shook music from
[Araby] [726] the buckled harness. When we returned to the street light from the
[Araby] [730] brother in to his tea we watched her from our shadow peer up and
[Araby] [734] defined by the light from the half-opened door. Her brother always
[Araby] [737] her hair tossed from side to side.
[Araby] [761] could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to
[Araby] [775] from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they
[Araby] [789] of the spikes, bowing her head towards me. The light from the
[Araby] [808] class. I watched my master's face pass from amiability to
[Araby] [829] empty gloomy rooms liberated me and I went from room to room
[Araby] [830] singing. From the front window I saw my companions playing
[Araby] [932] voice call from one end of the gallery that the light was out. The
[Eveline] [949] a man from Belfast bought the field and built houses in it--not
[Eveline] [966] wondering where on earth all the dust came from. Perhaps she
[Eveline] [967] would never see again those familiar objects from which she had
[Eveline] [1009] was to get any money from her father. He said she used to
[After the Race] [1282] They talked loudly and gaily and their cloaks dangled from their
[Two Gallants] [1367] shone from the summits of their tall poles upon the living texture
[Two Gallants] [1376] was shoved far back from his forehead and the narrative to which
[Two Gallants] [1378] face from the corners of his nose and eyes and mouth. Little jets of
[Two Gallants] [1404] had always prevented his friends from forming any general policy
[Two Gallants] [1442] burly body made his friend execute a few light skips from the path
[Two Gallants] [1446] swaying his head from side to side. His head was large, globular
[Two Gallants] [1451] was necessary for him to move his body from the hips. At present
[Two Gallants] [1569] Street. Not far from the porch of the club a harpist stood in the
[Two Gallants] [1571] wires heedlessly, glancing quickly from time to time at the face of
[Two Gallants] [1572] each new-comer and from time to time, wearily also, at the sky.
[Two Gallants] [1582] the crowd released them from their silence.
[Two Gallants] [1619] head from side to side. His bulk, his easy pace, and the solid sound
[Two Gallants] [1728] from all his walking. His friends asked him had he seen Corley and
[Two Gallants] [1749] lamp-post and kept his gaze fixed on the part from which he
[Two Gallants] [1779] edge of the path, a little distance from the front steps. Some
[Two Gallants] [1783] hers from view for a few seconds and then she reappeared running
[The Boarding House] [1833] separation from him with care of the children. She would give him
[The Boarding House] [1842] population made up of tourists from Liverpool and the Isle of Man
[The Boarding House] [1843] and, occasionally, artistes from the music halls. Its resident
[The Boarding House] [1844] population was made up of clerks from the city. She governed the
[The Boarding House] [2026] warmly behind her perfumed skin. From her hands and wrists too
[The Boarding House] [2059] of stairs he passed Jack Mooney who was coming up from the
[The Boarding House] [2063] staircase he glanced up and saw Jack regarding him from the door
[A Little Cloud] [2127] on the London Press. He turned often from his tiresome writing to
[A Little Cloud] [2142] down from the bookshelf and read out something to his wife. But
[A Little Cloud] [2148] and of his fellow-clerks punctiliously. He emerged from under the
[A Little Cloud] [2216] Every step brought him nearer to London, farther from his own
[A Little Cloud] [2231] phrases from the notice which his book would get. "Mr. Chandler
[A Little Cloud] [2360] from Ireland they were ready to eat me, man."
[A Little Cloud] [2362] Little Chandler took four or five sips from his glass.
[A Little Cloud] [2402] some time from the clouds of smoke in which he had taken refuge,
[A Little Cloud] [2549] cheek, he did not flinch from his friend's gaze. Ignatius Gallaher
[A Little Cloud] [2583] coffee from Bewley's. Of course she was in a bad humour and gave
[A Little Cloud] [2629] escape from his little house? Was it too late for him to try to live
[A Little Cloud] [2652] The child awoke and began to cry. He turned from the page and
[A Little Cloud] [2669] to scream. He jumped up from his chair and walked hastily up and
[A Little Cloud] [2687] She flung her parcels on the floor and snatched the child from him.
[Counterparts] [2796] throat. He stood up from his desk and, lifting the counter as before,
[Counterparts] [2806] head and ran quickly down the rickety stairs. From the street door
[Counterparts] [2833] counter as if to intimate that their presence prevented him from
[Counterparts] [2892] anticipation of something. The man got up from his desk. Mr.
[Counterparts] [2896] and violent that the man could hardly restrain his fist from
[Counterparts] [2906] The man glanced from the lady's face to the little egg-shaped head
[Counterparts] [2942] they had never pulled together from the first, he and Mr. Alleyne,
[Counterparts] [2966] crowded with young men and women returning from business and
[Counterparts] [3000] from his moustache with the aid of his lower lip.
[Counterparts] [3083] on to the table. There was a murmur of applause from the
[Clay] [3206] able to get away before seven. From Ballsbridge to the Pillar,
[Clay] [3207] twenty minutes; from the Pillar to Drumcondra, twenty minutes;
[Clay] [3210] the words A Present from Belfast. She was very fond of that purse
[Clay] [3234] gave the visitor one or two slips from her conservatory. There was
[Clay] [3263] morning was a mass morning, changed the hand of the alarm from
[Clay] [3323] Joe was there, having come home from business, and all the
[Clay] [3325] from next door and games were going on. Maria gave the bag of
[A Painful Case] [3438] live as far as possible from the city of which he was a citizen and
[A Painful Case] [3440] and pretentious. He lived in an old sombre house and from his
[A Painful Case] [3443] uncarpeted room were free from pictures. He had himself bought
[A Painful Case] [3452] wooden shelves were arranged from below upwards according to
[A Painful Case] [3460] from time to time and, in an ironical moment, the headline of an
[A Painful Case] [3473] the world from under their tawny eyebrows, gave the impression of
[A Painful Case] [3475] disappointed. He lived at a little distance from his body, regarding
[A Painful Case] [3477] autobiographical habit which led him to compose in his mind from
[A Painful Case] [3483] Street. Every morning he came in from Chapelizod by tram. At
[A Painful Case] [3487] where he felt himself safe from the society o Dublin's gilded youth
[A Painful Case] [3530] great-great-grandfather had come from Leghorn. Her husband was
[A Painful Case] [3541] question. He had dismissed his wife so sincerely from his gallery
[A Painful Case] [3576] upon them, refraining from lighting the lamp. The dark discreet
[A Painful Case] [3614] from concerts lest he should meet her. His father died; the junior
[A Painful Case] [3616] the city by tram and every evening walked home from the city after
[A Painful Case] [3635] lonely road which leads from the Parkgate to Chapelizod he
[A Painful Case] [3639] up at once to his bedroom and, taking the paper from his pocket,
[A Painful Case] [3654] down by the engine of the ten o'clock slow train from Kingstown,
[A Painful Case] [3692] been in the habit of crossing the lines late at night from platform to
[A Painful Case] [3699] arrived only that morning from Rotterdam. They had been married
[A Painful Case] [3708] Lennon from all blame.
[A Painful Case] [3720] Mr. Duffy raised his eyes from the paper and gazed out of his
[A Painful Case] [3722] beside the empty distillery and from time to time a light appeared
[A Painful Case] [3752] intervals from their huge pint tumblers and smoked, spitting often
[A Painful Case] [3779] withheld life from her? Why had he sentenced her to death? He
[A Painful Case] [3788] had been outcast from life's feast. One human being had seemed to
[A Painful Case] [3792] wished him gone. No one wanted him; he was outcast from life's
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4003] produce a spark from them.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4074] Mr. Hynes laughed and, shoving himself away from the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4099] man from the other camp. He's a spy of Colgan's, if you ask me.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4112] "He doesn't get a warm welcome from me when he comes," said
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4156] "O Father Keon!" said Mr. Henchy, jumping up from his chair. "Is
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4174] He retreated from the doorway and Mr. Henchy, seizing one of the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4277] "From the Black Eagle," said the boy, walking in sideways and
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4280] The old man helped the boy to transfer the bottles from the basket
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4340] the men drank from them simultaneously. After having drank each
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4356] whose blue serge clothes seemed to be in danger of falling from
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4366] "Where did the boose come from?" asked the young man. "Did the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4385] He took two bottles from the table and, carrying them to the fire,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4387] another drink from his bottle. Mr. Lyons sat on the edge of the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4473] got up from his box and went to the fire. As he returned with his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4540] He raised to glory from the mire;
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4554] Sundered him from the thing he loved.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4573] Rise, like the Phoenix from the flames,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4584] it had ceased all the auditors drank from their bottles in silence.
[A Mother] [4712] came into the dressingroom every few minutes with reports from
[A Mother] [4714] glanced from time to time at the mirror and rolled and unrolled
[A Mother] [4752] conduct. He stood at the edge of the screen, from time to time
[A Mother] [4767] She called Mr. Fitzpatrick away from his screen and told him that
[A Mother] [4775] from asking:
[A Mother] [4815] trustfulness and enthusiasm from her twisted features. Then she
[A Mother] [4826] notes in the resounding hall. From this humble state he had raised
[A Mother] [4869] Madam Glynn from London. Madam Glynn took her stand in a
[A Mother] [4871] from time to time changing the direction of her startled gaze. The
[A Mother] [4952] with subdued emphasis. From the hall came sounds of
[A Mother] [4985] observe the effect on the frontal sinus. From time to time everyone
[A Mother] [5006] looked as if she had been resurrected from an old stage-wardrobe
[A Mother] [5080] "I thought you were a lady," said Mr. Holohan, walking away from
[Grace] [5122] grunting noise. A thin stream of blood trickled from the corner of
[Grace] [5158] head slowly to right and left and from the manager to the person
[Grace] [5160] he drew off his glove, produced a small book from his waist,
[Grace] [5169] man washed the blood from the injured man's mouth and then
[Grace] [5194] long yellow ulster, came from the far end of the bar. Seeing the
[Grace] [5233] from the floor.
[Grace] [5254] hit them, blowing from the mouth of the river. Mr. Kernan was
[Grace] [5266] the car brought the match to and from the opened mouth. The
[Grace] [5288] full of a black liquid. From these bowls Mr. Kernan tasted tea. He
[Grace] [5321] long as he has money in his pocket to keep him out from his wife
[Grace] [5476] "It keeps coming like from down in my throat; sickening."
[Grace] [5631] The gentlemen drank from their glasses, set the glasses again on
[Grace] [5871] said Mr. Power. "I mean, apart from his being Pope."
[Grace] [5923] He also drank from his glass.
[Grace] [6000] archbishops from all the ends of the earth and these two fighting
[Grace] [6033] crabbed-looking old chap, looking at him from under his bushy
[Grace] [6114] full; and still at every moment gentlemen entered from the side
[Grace] [6200] had from time to time, our temptations: we might have, we all had,
[The Dead] [6237] upper part of which they had rented from Mr. Fulham, the
[The Dead] [6274] He stood on the mat, scraping the snow from his goloshes, while
[The Dead] [6284] called out Gabriel from the dark.
[The Dead] [6291] snow-stiffened frieze, a cold, fragrant air from out-of-doors
[The Dead] [6292] escaped from crevices and folds.
[The Dead] [6339] a coin rapidly from his pocket.
[The Dead] [6360] by arranging his cuffs and the bows of his tie. He then took from
[The Dead] [6362] had made for his speech. He was undecided about the lines from
[The Dead] [6364] his hearers. Some quotation that they would recognise from
[The Dead] [6365] Shakespeare or from the Melodies would be better. The indelicate
[The Dead] [6367] reminded him that their grade of culture differed from his. He
[The Dead] [6372] tone. His whole speech was a mistake from first to last, an utter
[The Dead] [6417] whose admiring and happy eyes had been wandering from her
[The Dead] [6428] joke. The smile soon faded from Aunt Julia's face and her
[The Dead] [6480] opened from within and some couples came out. Aunt Kate drew
[The Dead] [6581] Jane led her recruits quickly from the room. They had hardly gone
[The Dead] [6609] voice and then, seeing that Mr. Browne was grinning at him from
[The Dead] [6651] something. Four young men, who had come from the
[The Dead] [6655] herself, her hands racing along the key-board or lifted from it at
[The Dead] [6691] escaped from the room. The most vigorous clapping came from
[The Dead] [6759] splendid for Gretta too if she'd come. She's from Connacht, isn't
[The Dead] [6818] from under her brows for a moment quizzically until he smiled.
[The Dead] [6835] to banish from his mind all memory of the unpleasant incident
[The Dead] [6891] from the back room came the clatter of plates and knives. Those
[The Dead] [6902] memories, the Three Graces, Paris, the quotation from Browning.
[The Dead] [6921] advancing from the door, gallantly escorting Aunt Julia, who
[The Dead] [6934] from the invisible supper-table. It sounded so genuine that a little
[The Dead] [6953] compliments as she released her hand from his grasp. Mr. Browne
[The Dead] [7052] But Miss Ivors broke away from them.
[The Dead] [7117] of ham and spiced beef Lily went from guest to guest with a dish
[The Dead] [7124] and carried across from the piano bottles of stout and ale for the
[The Dead] [7188] horses from the carriage of some great prima donna and pull her
[The Dead] [7232] she received praises for it from all quarters She herself said that it
[The Dead] [7247] for a penny-piece from their guests.
[The Dead] [7344] good ladies aforesaid--and I wish from my heart it may do so for
[The Dead] [7387] together for a brief moment from the bustle and rush of our
[The Dead] [7485] from the doorstep, laughing as if his heart would break. He was
[The Dead] [7488] snow-covered quay from where the sound of shrill prolonged
[The Dead] [7493] Gabriel advanced from the little pantry behind the office,
[The Dead] [7547] collar and drove out in grand style from his ancestral mansion
[The Dead] [7556] "Out from the mansion of his forefathers," continued Gabriel, "he
[The Dead] [7596] discussion from the doorstep with cross-directions and
[The Dead] [7710] Mr. D'Arcy came from the pantry, fully swathed and buttoned, and
[The Dead] [7770] skirt up from the slush. She had no longer any grace of attitude,
[The Dead] [7796] A wave of yet more tender joy escaped from his heart and went
[The Dead] [7810] were borne towards him from the past. He longed to be alone with
[The Dead] [7822] its rattling noise as it saved him from conversation. She was
[The Dead] [7860] they had escaped from their lives and duties, escaped from home
[The Dead] [7887] "We don't want any light. We have light enough from the street.
[The Dead] [7895] A ghastly light from the street lamp lay in a long shaft from one
[The Dead] [7906] She turned away from the mirror slowly and walked along the
[The Dead] [7934] from that Browne, because he's not a bad fellow, really."
[The Dead] [7945] Gabriel strove to restrain himself from breaking out into brutal
[The Dead] [7947] to her from his soul, to crush her body against his, to overmaster
[The Dead] [7954] come from the window. She stood before him for an instant,
[The Dead] [7987] She broke loose from him and ran to the bed and, throwing her
[The Dead] [7993] glimmering gilt-rimmed eyeglasses. He halted a few paces from
[The Dead] [7998] She raised her head from her arms and dried her eyes with the
[The Dead] [8012] The smile passed away from Gabriel's face. A dull anger began to
[The Dead] [8048] She looked away from him along the shaft of light towards the
[The Dead] [8059] evocation of this figure from the dead, a boy in the gasworks.
[The Dead] [8139] from. O, the day I heard that, that he was dead!"
[The Dead] [8171] riot of emotions of an hour before. From what had it proceeded?
[The Dead] [8172] From his aunt's supper, from his own foolish speech, from the wine