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] [251] She sipped a little more from her glass and said:
[The Sisters] [287] wouldn't hear him in the house any more than now. Still, I know
[An Encounter] [379] more timid. He looked like some kind of an Indian when he
[An Encounter] [413] any more of this wretched stuff in this college. The man who wrote
[An Encounter] [470] hour more but still there was no sign of Leo Dillon. Mahony, at
[An Encounter] [644] cat escaped once more and Mahony began to throw stones at the
[Araby] [929] make my interest in her wares seem the more real. Then I turned
[Eveline] [1012] much more, for he was usually fairly bad on Saturday night. In the
[After the Race] [1177] Cambridge that he had met Segouin. They were not much more
[After the Race] [1212] much more so now when he was about to stake the greater part of
[Two Gallants] [1560] Lenehan said no more. He did not wish to ruffle his friend's
[Two Gallants] [1600] "O ... A look at her?" said Corley, more amiably. "Well... I'll tell
[Two Gallants] [1622] to converse with her. She swung her umbrella more quickly and
[Two Gallants] [1673] left when he came to the corner of Rutland Square and felt more at
[The Boarding House] [2048] He stood up to put on his coat and waistcoat, more helpless than
[A Little Cloud] [2234] was not more Irish-looking. Perhaps it would be better to insert his
[A Little Cloud] [2490] one more now."
[A Little Cloud] [2673] He tried to soothe it but it sobbed more convulsively. He looked at
[Counterparts] [2951] could he touch Pat in O'Neill's. He could not touch him for more
[Counterparts] [3045] answered his gaze he admired still more her large dark brown eyes.
[Counterparts] [3094] more and then we'll be off."
[Clay] [3309] she reflected how much more polite he was than the young men
[Clay] [3374] open some more stout. The two next-door girls had arranged some
[A Painful Case] [3523] fullness, struck the note of defiance more definitely.
[A Painful Case] [3582] attached the fervent nature of his companion more and more
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3987] The three men fell silent. The old man began to rake more cinders
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4375] "Why, blast your soul," said Mr. Henchy, "I'd get more votes in
[A Mother] [4874] more audible. The first tenor and the baritone arrived together.
[Grace] [5394] irritable during the day, became more polite. He sat propped up in
[Grace] [5514] Liffey Loan Bank. Though he had never embraced more than the
[Grace] [5553] Mrs. M'Coy to fulfil imaginary engagements in the country. More
[Grace] [5855] appreciated the gift all the more since he was aware that there was
[Grace] [5959] others to a little more. Mr. M'Coy, seeing that there was not
[Grace] [6145] began to feel more at home. His hat, which had been rehabilitated
[The Dead] [6313] "O no, sir," she answered. "I'm done schooling this year and more."
[The Dead] [6338] his waistcoat down more tightly on his plump body. Then he took
[The Dead] [6382] she was going. Aunt Kate was more vivacious. Her face, healthier
[The Dead] [6550] were more appreciative.
[The Dead] [6638] was once more wrinkling with mirth, poured out for himself a
[The Dead] [6730] almost more welcome than the paltry cheque. He loved to feel the
[The Dead] [6750] question and Gabriel felt more at ease. A friend of hers had shown
[The Dead] [6898] top of the Wellington Monument. How much more pleasant it
[The Dead] [6941] when he could clap no more, he stood up suddenly and hurried
[The Dead] [7142] "Now, if anyone wants a little more of what vulgar people call
[The Dead] [7333] all turned crimson with pleasure. Gabriel went on more boldly:
[The Dead] [7335] "I feel more strongly with every recurring year that our country has
[The Dead] [7445] Then, turning once more towards their hostesses, they sang:
[The Dead] [7649] and the piano could be heard more clearly. Gabriel held up his
[The Dead] [7796] A wave of yet more tender joy escaped from his heart and went
[The Dead] [8067] of in the mirror. Instinctively he turned his back more to the light
[The Dead] [8196] be love. The tears gathered more thickly in his eyes and in the