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] [7] dead, I thought, I would see the reflection of candles on the
[The Sisters] [53] "God have mercy on his soul," said my aunt piously.
[The Sisters] [78] My aunt brought the dish from the safe and put it on the table.
[The Sisters] [107] consisted mainly of children's bootees and umbrellas; and on
[The Sisters] [112] on the crape. I also approached and read:
[The Sisters] [183] all. The old woman pointed upwards interrogatively and, on my
[The Sisters] [191] I went in on tiptoe. The room through the lace end of the blind was
[The Sisters] [212] wine-glasses. She set these on the table and invited us to take a
[The Sisters] [306] "But still and all he kept on saying that before the summer was
[The Sisters] [313] together of a Sunday evening. He had his mind set on that.... Poor
[The Sisters] [316] "The Lord have mercy on his soul!" said my aunt.
[The Sisters] [346] night he was wanted for to go on a call and they couldn't find him
[The Sisters] [358] idle chalice on his breast.
[An Encounter] [373] carry it by storm; or we fought a pitched battle on the grass. But,
[An Encounter] [380] capered round the garden, an old tea-cosy on his head, beating a
[An Encounter] [404] the day' ... Go on! What day? 'Hardly had the day dawned' ... Have
[An Encounter] [434] the morning on the Canal Bridge. Mahony's big sister was to write
[An Encounter] [444] arrangements on the eve we were all vaguely excited. We shook
[An Encounter] [453] first week of June. I sat up on the coping of the bridge admiring
[An Encounter] [458] through them on to the water. The granite stone of the bridge was
[An Encounter] [464] clambered up beside me on the bridge. While we were waiting he
[An Encounter] [469] of Father Butler as Old Bunser. We waited on for a quarter of an
[An Encounter] [486] boys were too small and so we walked on, the ragged troop
[An Encounter] [491] you must have at least three. We revenged ourselves on Leo Dillon
[An Encounter] [501] them on some metal piping beside the river. We pleased ourselves
[An Encounter] [505] being discharged on the opposite quay. Mahony said it would be
[An Encounter] [506] right skit to run away to sea on one of those big ships and even I,
[An Encounter] [523] was a tall man who amused the crowd on the quay by calling out
[An Encounter] [548] There was nobody but ourselves in the field. When we had lain on
[An Encounter] [551] of those green stems on which girls tell fortunes. He came along
[An Encounter] [558] We followed him with our eyes and saw that when he had gone on
[An Encounter] [565] answered him and he sat down beside us on the slope slowly and
[An Encounter] [601] His attitude on this point struck me as strangely liberal in a man of
[An Encounter] [652] to speak on the subject of chastising boys. His mind, as if
[An Encounter] [657] whipping. A slap on the hand or a box on the ear was no good:
[Araby] [729] housed. Or if Mangan's sister came out on the doorstep to call her
[Araby] [739] Every morning I lay on the floor in the front parlour watching her
[Araby] [741] that I could not be seen. When she came out on the doorstep my
[Araby] [750] romance. On Saturday evenings when my aunt went marketing I
[Araby] [754] stood on guard by the barrels of pigs' cheeks, the nasal chanting of
[Araby] [806] to the bazaar on Saturday night. My aunt was surprised and hoped
[Araby] [814] On Saturday morning I reminded my uncle that I wished to go to
[Araby] [881] improvised wooden platform. I passed out on to the road and saw
[Araby] [894] lamps, two men were counting money on a salver. I listened to the
[Eveline] [944] Few people passed. The man out of the last house passed on his
[Eveline] [946] pavement and afterwards crunching on the cinder path before the
[Eveline] [966] wondering where on earth all the dust came from. Perhaps she
[Eveline] [970] photograph hung on the wall above the broken harmonium beside
[Eveline] [986] edge on her, especially whenever there were people listening.
[Eveline] [1006] invariable squabble for money on Saturday nights had begun to
[Eveline] [1012] much more, for he was usually fairly bad on Saturday night. In the
[Eveline] [1028] the first time she had seen him; he was lodging in a house on the
[Eveline] [1030] was standing at the gate, his peaked cap pushed back on his head
[Eveline] [1041] at a pound a month on a ship of the Allan Line going out to
[Eveline] [1042] Canada. He told her the names of the ships he had been on and the
[Eveline] [1045] had fallen on his feet in Buenos Ayres, he said, and had come over
[Eveline] [1063] remembered her father putting on her mothers bonnet to make the
[Eveline] [1080] As she mused the pitiful vision of her mother's life laid its spell on
[Eveline] [1102] If she went, tomorrow she would be on the sea with Frank,
[Eveline] [1124] shouted at to go on but he still called to her. She set her white face
[After the Race] [1185] The car ran on merrily with its cargo of hilarious youth. The two
[After the Race] [1186] cousins sat on the front seat; Jimmy and his Hungarian friend sat
[After the Race] [1225] magical finger on the genuine pulse of life and gallantly the
[After the Race] [1232] friend alighted. A little knot of people collected on the footpath to
[After the Race] [1284] Grafton Street a short fat man was putting two handsome ladies on
[After the Race] [1294] noisiest, but all the men were excited. They got up on a car,
[After the Race] [1326] speech. Farley clapped him on the back and laughed loudly. What
[After the Race] [1342] The piano had stopped; Villona must have gone up on deck. It was
[After the Race] [1354] folly. He leaned his elbows on the table and rested his head
[Two Gallants] [1371] Two young men came down the hill of Rutland Square. On of
[Two Gallants] [1373] who walked on the verge of the path and was at times obliged to
[Two Gallants] [1374] step on to the road, owing to his companion's rudeness, wore an
[Two Gallants] [1449] another. He always stared straight before him as if he were on
[Two Gallants] [1464] walked on through the crowd Corley occasionally turned to smile
[Two Gallants] [1465] at some of the passing girls but Lenehan's gaze was fixed on the
[Two Gallants] [1479] man. She's a bit gone on me."
[Two Gallants] [1494] "girls off the South Circular. I used to take them out, man, on the
[Two Gallants] [1497] way. I used to spend money on them right enough," he added, in a
[Two Gallants] [1518] "She's on the turf now. I saw her driving down Earl Street one
[Two Gallants] [1519] night with two fellows with her on a car."
[Two Gallants] [1551] off all right? You know it's a ticklish job. They're damn close on
[Two Gallants] [1587] wore a blue dress and a white sailor hat. She stood on the
[Two Gallants] [1593] appeared on his face.
[Two Gallants] [1623] executed half turns on her heels. Once or twice when he spoke to
[Two Gallants] [1630] young woman's appearance. She had her Sunday finery on. Her
[Two Gallants] [1638] stout short muscular body. rank rude health glowed in her face, on
[Two Gallants] [1650] Square. As he walked on slowly, timing his pace to theirs, he
[Two Gallants] [1652] young woman's face like a big ball revolving on a pivot. He kept
[Two Gallants] [1672] of no way of passing them but to keep on walking. He turned to the
[Two Gallants] [1677] letters. On the glass of the window were two flying inscriptions:
[Two Gallants] [1678] Ginger Beer and Ginger Ale. A cut ham was exposed on a great
[Two Gallants] [1679] blue dish while near it on a plate lay a segment of very light
[Two Gallants] [1688] on him.
[Two Gallants] [1698] appear natural he pushed his cap back on his head and planted his
[Two Gallants] [1699] elbows on the table. The mechanic and the two work-girls
[Two Gallants] [1740] He turned to the left at the City Markets and walked on into
[Two Gallants] [1742] on his way up the street he heard many groups and couples bidding
[Two Gallants] [1744] of Surgeons: it was on the stroke of ten. He set off briskly along
[Two Gallants] [1749] lamp-post and kept his gaze fixed on the part from which he
[Two Gallants] [1784] up the steps. The door closed on her and Corley began to walk
[Two Gallants] [1787] Lenehan hurried on in the same direction. Some drops of light rain
[Two Gallants] [1797] waterproof on his shoulders with one hand.
[The Boarding House] [1838] day long he sat in the bailiff's room, waiting to be put on a job.
[The Boarding House] [1859] always sure to be on to a good thing-that is to say, a likely horse or
[The Boarding House] [1861] songs. On Sunday nights there would often be a reunion in Mrs.
[The Boarding House] [1884] away: none of them meant business. Things went on so for a long
[The Boarding House] [1886] typewriting when she noticed that something was going on
[The Boarding House] [1909] on which lay yellow streaks of eggs with morsels of bacon-fat and
[The Boarding House] [1926] Mrs. Mooney glanced instinctively at the little gilt clock on the
[The Boarding House] [1932] she had all the weight of social opinion on her side: she was an
[The Boarding House] [1971] jaws and every two or three minutes a mist gathered on his glasses
[The Boarding House] [1992] money enough to settle down on; it was not that. But the family
[The Boarding House] [1993] would look down on her. First of all there was her disreputable
[The Boarding House] [2004] While he was sitting helplessly on the side of the bed in shirt and
[The Boarding House] [2029] On nights when he came in very late it was she who warmed up his
[The Boarding House] [2036] They used to go upstairs together on tiptoe, each with a candle,
[The Boarding House] [2037] and on the third landing exchange reluctant goodnights. They used
[The Boarding House] [2046] While he was sitting with her on the side of the bed Mary came to
[The Boarding House] [2048] He stood up to put on his coat and waistcoat, more helpless than
[The Boarding House] [2050] would be all right, never fear. He left her crying on the bed and
[The Boarding House] [2058] and of the Madam stared upon his discomfiture. On the last flight
[The Boarding House] [2061] lover's eyes rested for a second or two on a thick bulldog face and
[The Boarding House] [2068] Polly. The reunion had been almost broken up on account of Jack's
[The Boarding House] [2072] that sort of a game on with his sister he'd bloody well put his teeth
[The Boarding House] [2075] Polly sat for a little time on the side of the bed, crying. Then she
[The Boarding House] [2083] into a reverie. There was no longer any perturbation visible on her
[The Boarding House] [2086] She waited on patiently, almost cheerfully, without alarm. her
[The Boarding House] [2089] saw the white pillows on which her gaze was fixed or remembered
[A Little Cloud] [2106] and wished him godspeed. Gallaher had got on. You could tell that
[A Little Cloud] [2120] moustache and used perfume discreetly on his handkerchief. The
[A Little Cloud] [2127] on the London Press. He turned often from his tiresome writing to
[A Little Cloud] [2130] golden dust on the untidy nurses and decrepit old men who
[A Little Cloud] [2131] drowsed on the benches; it flickered upon all the moving figures--
[A Little Cloud] [2132] on the children who ran screaming along the gravel paths and on
[A Little Cloud] [2144] on their shelves. At times he repeated lines to himself and this
[A Little Cloud] [2170] himself in the city late at night he hurried on his way
[A Little Cloud] [2178] He turned to the right towards Capel Street. Ignatius Gallaher on
[A Little Cloud] [2184] money on all sides. In the end he had got mixed up in some shady
[A Little Cloud] [2217] sober inartistic life. A light began to tremble on the horizon of his
[A Little Cloud] [2260] signs of aging in me--eh, what? A little grey and thin on the top--
[A Little Cloud] [2270] denial. Ignatius Galaher put on his hat again.
[A Little Cloud] [2310] very same serious person that used to lecture me on Sunday
[A Little Cloud] [2311] mornings when I had a sore head and a fur on my tongue. You'd
[A Little Cloud] [2331] "Beautiful?" said Ignatius Gallaher, pausing on the word and on
[A Little Cloud] [2391] "O, come on, another one won't do you any harm. What is it? The
[A Little Cloud] [2413] houses on the Continent and described some of the practices which
[A Little Cloud] [2457] Ignatius Gallaher slapped his friend sonorously on the back.
[A Little Cloud] [2606] when she heard the price she threw the blouse on the table and said
[A Little Cloud] [2608] first she wanted to take it back but when she tried it on she was
[A Little Cloud] [2626] he had bought for his house on the hire system. Annie had chosen
[A Little Cloud] [2634] A volume of Byron's poems lay before him on the table. He opened
[A Little Cloud] [2644] And scatter flowers on tbe dust I love.
[A Little Cloud] [2649] wanted to describe: his sensation of a few hours before on Grattan
[A Little Cloud] [2687] She flung her parcels on the floor and snatched the child from him.
[Counterparts] [2737] a little man wearing gold-rimmed glasses on a cleanshaven face,
[Counterparts] [2739] pink and hairless it seemed like a large egg reposing on the papers.
[Counterparts] [2772] might give him an order on the cashier. He stood still, gazing
[Counterparts] [2804] complete, offered no remark. As soon as he was on the landing the
[Counterparts] [2805] man pulled a shepherd's plaid cap out of his pocket, put it on his
[Counterparts] [2807] he walked on furtively on the inner side of the path towards the
[Counterparts] [2816] a gulp and asked for a caraway seed. He put his penny on the
[Counterparts] [2823] wondering whether he could finish his copy in time. On the stairs a
[Counterparts] [2853] appearance. Mr. Alleyne was said to be sweet on her or on her
[Counterparts] [2859] knee. The man put the correspondence on the desk and bowed
[Counterparts] [2861] notice of his bow. Mr. Alleyne tapped a finger on the
[Counterparts] [2874] punches. He struggled on with his copy, but when the clock struck
[Counterparts] [2876] it in time. He longed to execrate aloud, to bring his fist down on
[Counterparts] [2878] Bernard instead of Bernard Bodley and had to begin again on a
[Counterparts] [2968] evening editions. The man passed through the crowd, looking on
[Counterparts] [2972] curling fumes punch. As he walked on he preconsidered the terms
[Counterparts] [3007] down on the cold streets and, when they reached the Ballast
[Counterparts] [3026] and promised to meet them later on at Mulligan's in Poolbeg
[Counterparts] [3059] on Farrington to uphold the national honour. Farrington pulled up
[Counterparts] [3063] the two men rested their elbows on it, clasping hands. When Paddy
[Counterparts] [3065] on to the table. Farrington looked very serious and determined.
[Counterparts] [3068] opponent's hand slowly down on to the table. Farrington's dark
[Counterparts] [3077] "Come on again. The two best out of three."
[Counterparts] [3079] The trial began again. The veins stood out on Farrington's
[Counterparts] [3083] on to the table. There was a murmur of applause from the
[Counterparts] [3090] turning on the man. "What do you put in your gab for?"
[Counterparts] [3144] The man sat down heavily on one of the chairs while the little boy
[Counterparts] [3147] lamp was lit he banged his fist on the table and shouted:
[Counterparts] [3155] "On that fire! You let the fire out! By God, I'll teach you to do that
[Clay] [3185] in the big copper boilers. The fire was nice and bright and on one
[Clay] [3212] Alphy had gone to Belfast on a Whit-Monday trip. In the purse
[Clay] [3235] one thing she didn't like and that was the tracts on the walks; but
[Clay] [3254] with their mugs on the table, and said she was sorry she hadn't a
[Clay] [3265] house-boots and laid her best skirt out on the bed and her tiny
[Clay] [3268] dress for mass on Sunday morning when she was a young girl; and
[Clay] [3275] had to sit on the little stool at the end of the car, facing all the
[Clay] [3294] enough almond icing on top of it so she went over to a shop in
[Clay] [3324] children had their Sunday dresses on. There were two big girls in
[Clay] [3325] from next door and games were going on. Maria gave the bag of
[Clay] [3335] pockets of her waterproof and then on the hallstand but nowhere
[Clay] [3348] was very nice with her. He told her all that went on in his office,
[Clay] [3372] nearly being a row on the head of it. But Joe said he would not
[Clay] [3373] lose his temper on account of the night it was and asked his wife to
[Clay] [3377] such good spirits. The next-door girls put some saucers on the
[Clay] [3382] insisted then on blindfolding Maria and leading her up to the table
[Clay] [3383] to see what she would get; and, while they were putting on the
[Clay] [3389] about here and there in the air and descended on one of the
[A Painful Case] [3442] the shallow river on which Dublin is built. The lofty walls of his
[A Painful Case] [3446] fender and irons and a square table on which lay a double desk. A
[A Painful Case] [3451] as the sole ornament of the mantelpiece. The books on the white
[A Painful Case] [3456] were always on the desk. In the desk lay a manuscript translation
[A Painful Case] [3461] advertisement for Bile Beans had been pasted on to the first sheet.
[A Painful Case] [3462] On lifting the lid of the desk a faint fragrance escaped--the
[A Painful Case] [3469] tint of Dublin streets. On his long and rather large head grew dry
[A Painful Case] [3508] "What a pity there is such a poor house tonight! It's so hard on
[A Painful Case] [3584] recognised as his own, insisting on the soul's incurable loneliness.
[A Painful Case] [3600] fearing another collapse on her part, he bade her good-bye quickly
[A Painful Case] [3607] and on his shelves stood two volumes by Nietzsche: Thus Spake
[A Painful Case] [3622] themselves on a paragraph in the evening paper which he had
[A Painful Case] [3624] on his plate and read the paragraph attentively. Then he drank a
[A Painful Case] [3628] on his plate. The girl came over to him to ask was his dinner not
[A Painful Case] [3634] peeping out of a side-pocket of his tight reefer overcoat. On the
[A Painful Case] [3650] absence of Mr. Leverett) held an inquest on the body of Mrs.
[A Painful Case] [3659] employment of the railway company for fifteen years. On hearing
[A Painful Case] [3674] deceased lying on the platform apparently dead. He had the body
[A Painful Case] [3687] Mr. H. B. Patterson Finlay, on behalf of the railway company,
[A Painful Case] [3711] great sympathy with Captain Sinico and his daughter. He urged on
[A Painful Case] [3721] window on the cheerless evening landscape. The river lay quiet
[A Painful Case] [3723] in some house on the Lucan road. What an end! The whole
[A Painful Case] [3734] prey to habits, one of the wrecks on which civilisation has been
[A Painful Case] [3743] was now attacking his nerves. He put on his overcoat and hat
[A Painful Case] [3744] quickly and went out. The cold air met him on the threshold; it
[A Painful Case] [3753] on the floor and sometimes dragging the sawdust over their spits
[A Painful Case] [3754] with their heavy boots. Mr. Duffy sat on his stool and gazed at
[A Painful Case] [3757] shop was very quiet. The proprietor sprawled on the counter
[A Painful Case] [3766] on a comedy of deception with her; he could not have lived with
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3842] He selected one of the cards and read what was printed on it:
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3923] on which papers were heaped.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3979] in on the Nationalist ticket."
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4012] He nodded curtly to Mr. Hynes and sat down on the chair which
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4020] "Did you call on Grimes?"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4044] going on properly I won't forget you, you may be sure.' Mean little
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4060] men used to go in on Sunday morning before the houses were open
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4066] here and there on the fire.
[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] [4137] country for fourpence--ay--and go down on his bended knees
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4145] the doorway. His black clothes were tightly buttoned on his short
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4187] Mr. Henchy returned with the candlestick and put it on the table.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4213] "No," said Mr. Henchy, "I think he's travelling on his own
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4223] leaning on the counter in his shirt-sleeves having a deep goster
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4234] "There's some deal on in that quarter," said Mr. O'Connor
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4261] live on the smell of an oil- rag.' And do you know what he told
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4278] depositing a basket on the floor with a noise of shaken bottles.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4282] his basket on his arm and asked:
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4331] put the bottle back on the table and wiped his mouth with his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4341] placed his bottle on the mantelpiece within hand's reach and drew
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4386] put them on the hob. Then he sat dow-n again by the fire and took
[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] [4395] Mr. Crofton sat down on a box and looked fixedly at the other
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4396] bottle on the hob. He was silent for two reasons. The first reason,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4445] comes over here on a friendly visit? Eh? Isn't that right, Crofton?"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4490] The old man handed him another bottle and he placed it on the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4498] Mr. Hynes sat on the side of the table near Mr. Lyons but said
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4506] wrote--do you remember? Have you got it on you?"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4511] "Go on," said Mr. O'Connor. "Fire away, Joe."
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4523] off his hat, laid it on the table and stood up. He seemed to be
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4555] Shame on the coward, caitiff hands
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4576] And on that day may Erin well
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4581] Mr. Hynes sat down again on the table. When he had finished his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4587] remained sitting flushed and bare-headed on the table. He did not
[A Mother] [4620] marrying Mr. Kearney, who was a bootmaker on Ormond Quay.
[A Mother] [4648] Irish picture postcards. On special Sundays, when Mr. Kearney
[A Mother] [4656] often on people's lips. People said that she was very clever at
[A Mother] [4673] knew that the first tenor would not like to come on after Mr.
[A Mother] [4676] Holohan called to see her every day to have her advice on some
[A Mother] [4686] Everything went on smoothly. Mrs. Kearney bought some lovely
[A Mother] [4695] The concerts were to be on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and
[A Mother] [4697] Antient Concert Rooms on Wednesday night she did not like the
[A Mother] [4708] that he wore his soft brown hat carelessly on the side of his head
[A Mother] [4739] another on the platform and the few people in the hall grew fewer
[A Mother] [4747] The concert on Thursday night was better attended, but Mrs.
[A Mother] [4757] bumper house on Saturday night. When she heard this, she sought
[A Mother] [4783] on Friday morning with bundles of handbills. Special puffs
[A Mother] [4785] public of the treat which was in store for it on the following
[A Mother] [4789] her on Saturday night. She agreed. She respected her husband in
[A Mother] [4837] every year for prizes at the Feis Ceoil. On his fourth trial he had
[A Mother] [4879] them amiably. She wanted to be on good terms with them but,
[A Mother] [4965] "She won't go on. She must get her eight guineas."
[A Mother] [4973] "She won't go on without her money."
[A Mother] [4985] observe the effect on the frontal sinus. From time to time everyone
[A Mother] [5051] guineas would be paid after the committee meeting on the
[A Mother] [5058] hand or a foot she won't put on that platform."
[A Mother] [5083] After that Mrs. Kearney's conduct was condemned on all hands:
[A Mother] [5106] up and down the room, in order to cool himself for he his skin on
[Grace] [5120] smeared with the filth and ooze of the floor on which he had lain,
[Grace] [5126] stairs and laid him down again on the floor of the bar. In two
[Grace] [5143] dark medal of blood had formed itself near the man's head on the
[Grace] [5159] on the floor, as if he feared to be the victim some delusion. Then
[Grace] [5182] hat was placed on the man's head. The constable asked:
[Grace] [5245] They shook hands. Mr. Kernan was hoisted on to the car and,
[Grace] [5280] pass muster. He carried on the tradition of his Napoleon, the great
[Grace] [5283] to allow him a little office in Crowe Street, on the window blind of
[Grace] [5285] E. C. On the mantelpiece of this little office a little leaden
[Grace] [5286] battalion of canisters was drawn up and on the table before the
[Grace] [5300] The car halted before a small house on the Glasnevin road and Mr.
[Grace] [5314] responsible, that he had come on the scene by the merest accident.
[Grace] [5347] He got up on the car. As it drove off he raised his hat to her gaily.
[Grace] [5368] the Sea Church in Sandymount, leaning on the arm of a jovial
[Grace] [5372] irksome and, later on, when she was beginning to find it
[Grace] [5414] had pawned the furniture on him.
[Grace] [5460] for The Freeman's Journal, a town traveller for a coal firm on
[Grace] [5471] "No," said Mr. Kernan. "I think I caught cold on the car. There's
[Grace] [5507] shortly after noon on Sunday with the purpose of arriving as soon
[Grace] [5508] as possible at some public-house on the outskirts of the city where
[Grace] [5512] money to workmen at usurious interest. Later on he had become
[Grace] [5559] conscious of his citizenship, wished to live with his city on terms
[Grace] [5588] before him on the table and a bloody big spoon like a shovel. He
[Grace] [5589] takes up a wad of cabbage on the spoon and pegs it across the
[Grace] [5590] room and the poor devils have to try and catch it on their plates:
[Grace] [5610] Mrs. Kernan entered the room and, placing a tray on the table,
[Grace] [5631] The gentlemen drank from their glasses, set the glasses again on
[Grace] [5635] "On Thursday night, you said, Jack "
[Grace] [5698] about to concern themselves on his behalf, he thought he owed it
[Grace] [5740] "Not like some of the other priesthoods on the continent," said Mr.
[Grace] [5757] "He won't be too hard on us, Tom," said Mr. Power persuasively.
[Grace] [5800] on the Pope, the late Pope. I remember it well. Upon my word it
[Grace] [5846] second-class distillers and brewers. He had opened a small shop on
[Grace] [5853] He inquired politely for Mr. Kernan, placed his gift on the table
[Grace] [5854] and sat down with the company on equal terms. Mr. Kernan
[Grace] [5863] enlivened the conversation. Mr. Fogarty, sitting on a small area of
[Grace] [5916] Leo's poems was on the invention of the photograph--in Latin, of
[Grace] [5919] "On the photograph!" exclaimed Mr. Kernan.
[Grace] [5934] recall the Protestant theology on some thorny points and in the end
[Grace] [6002] infallibility a dogma of the Church ex cathedra. On the very
[Grace] [6099] an effect on his audience and continuing to shake his head to and
[Grace] [6115] door and, directed by the lay-brother, walked on tiptoe along the
[Grace] [6119] relieved here and there by tweeds, on dark mottled pillars of green
[Grace] [6120] marble and on lugubrious canvases. The gentlemen sat in the
[Grace] [6161] settled again on its benches. Mr. Kernan restored his hat to its
[Grace] [6162] original position on his knee and presented an attentive face to the
[The Dead] [6218] the office on the ground floor and helped him off with his overcoat
[The Dead] [6236] to live with them in the dark, gaunt house on Usher's Island, the
[The Dead] [6238] corn-factor on the ground floor. That was a good thirty years ago if
[The Dead] [6243] Rooms. Many of her pupils belonged to the better-class families on
[The Dead] [6247] go about much, gave music lessons to beginners on the old square
[The Dead] [6252] seldom made a mistake in the orders, so that she got on well with
[The Dead] [6256] Of course, they had good reason to be fussy on such a night. And
[The Dead] [6274] He stood on the mat, scraping the snow from his goloshes, while
[The Dead] [6283] "Here I am as right as the mail, Aunt Kate! Go on up. I'll follow,"
[The Dead] [6288] of snow lay like a cape on the shoulders of his overcoat and like
[The Dead] [6289] toecaps on the toes of his goloshes; and, as the buttons of his
[The Dead] [6301] child and used to sit on the lowest step nursing a rag doll.
[The Dead] [6306] stamping and shuffling of feet on the floor above, listened for a
[The Dead] [6330] few formless patches of pale red; and on his hairless face there
[The Dead] [6338] his waistcoat down more tightly on his plump body. Then he took
[The Dead] [6422] underfoot I must put on my galoshes. Tonight even, he wanted me
[The Dead] [6423] to put them on, but I wouldn't. The next thing he'll buy me will be
[The Dead] [6439] now. Gabriel says everyone wears them on the Continent."
[The Dead] [6441] "O, on the Continent," murmured Aunt Julia, nodding her head
[The Dead] [6462] girl like that, one you can depend on! There's that Lily, I'm sure I
[The Dead] [6466] Gabriel was about to ask his aunt some questions on this point, but
[The Dead] [6512] end to end, and on these Aunt Julia and the caretaker were
[The Dead] [6513] straightening and smoothing a large cloth. On the sideboard were
[The Dead] [6557] Close on her heels came Aunt Kate, crying:
[The Dead] [6576] get him to sing later on. All Dublin is raving about him."
[The Dead] [6601] high key at a story which he had been telling Gabriel on the stairs
[The Dead] [6610] the sideboard, crossed the room on rather shaky legs and began to
[The Dead] [6621] made him take the pledge on New Year's Eve. But come on,
[The Dead] [6672] stood before the pierglass. She held an open book on her knees and
[The Dead] [6700] of her collar bore on it an Irish device and motto.
[The Dead] [6726] A look of perplexity appeared on Gabriel's face. It was true that he
[The Dead] [6734] Hickey's on Bachelor's Walk, to Web's or Massey's on Aston's
[The Dead] [6765] hand eagerly on his arm.
[The Dead] [6816] expression on her face. But when they met in the long chain he
[The Dead] [6819] Then, just as the chain was about to start again, she stood on tiptoe
[The Dead] [6830] married daughter in Glasgow and came to Dublin on a visit once a
[The Dead] [6834] friends they had there. While her tongue rambled on Gabriel tried
[The Dead] [6879] Malins, without adverting to the interruption, went on to tell
[The Dead] [6897] lying on the branches of the trees and forming a bright cap on the
[The Dead] [6913] now on the wane among us may have had its faults but for my part
[The Dead] [6924] then, as Mary Jane seated herself on the stool, and Aunt Julia, no
[The Dead] [6937] on the cover. Freddy Malins, who had listened with his head
[The Dead] [6980] smile of reminiscence playing on her face.
[The Dead] [6984] on Christmas morning! And all for what?"
[The Dead] [6987] twisting round on the piano-stool and smiling.
[The Dead] [6989] Aunt Kate turned fiercely on her niece and said:
[The Dead] [7024] On the landing outside the drawing-room Gabriel found his wife
[The Dead] [7026] Miss Ivors, who had put on her hat and was buttoning her cloak,
[The Dead] [7063] Mary Jane gazed after her, a moody puzzled expression on her
[The Dead] [7072] "Where is Gabriel?" she cried. "Where on earth is Gabriel? There's
[The Dead] [7080] on a bed of creased paper strewn with sprigs of parsley, lay a great
[The Dead] [7086] leaf-shaped dish with a stalk-shaped handle, on which lay bunches
[The Dead] [7087] of purple raisins and peeled almonds, a companion dish on which
[The Dead] [7094] containing port and the other dark sherry. On the closed square
[The Dead] [7122] might never eat worse. Mary Jane waited on her pupils and saw
[The Dead] [7133] the table, walking on each other's heels, getting in each other's way
[The Dead] [7137] and, capturing Aunt Kate, plumped her down on her chair amid
[The Dead] [7251] live on the fat of the land and then come away without paying
[The Dead] [7299] altogether. Gabriel leaned his ten trembling fingers on the
[The Dead] [7304] snow on the quay outside, gazing up at the lighted windows and
[The Dead] [7323] on this occasion.
[The Dead] [7333] all turned crimson with pleasure. Gabriel went on more boldly:
[The Dead] [7381] go on bravely with our work among the living. We have all of us
[The Dead] [7385] "Therefore, I will not linger on the past. I will not let any gloomy
[The Dead] [7404] "I will not attempt to play tonight the part that Paris played on
[The Dead] [7417] Gabriel glanced down at his aunts and, seeing the large smile on
[The Dead] [7454] after time, Freddy Malins acting as officer with his fork on high.
[The Dead] [7475] "He has been laid on here like the gas," said Aunt Kate in the same
[The Dead] [7487] collar and wore on his head an oval fur cap. He pointed down the
[The Dead] [7498] "She's getting on her things, Gabriel," said Aunt Kate.
[The Dead] [7542] "The Lord have mercy on his soul," said Aunt Kate
[The Dead] [7546] Johnny and put on his very best tall hat and his very best stock
[The Dead] [7557] drove with Johnny. And everything went on beautifully until
[The Dead] [7559] love with the horse King Billy sits on or whether he thought he
[The Dead] [7568] on, sir! What do you mean, sir? Johnny! Johnny! Most
[The Dead] [7574] with his hat well back on his head and his shoulders humped with
[The Dead] [7586] Malins clambered in after her and spent a long time settling her on
[The Dead] [7626] his wife. She was leaning on the banisters, listening to something.
[The Dead] [7629] on the front steps, a few chords struck on the piano and a few
[The Dead] [7635] He asked himself what is a woman standing on the stairs in the
[The Dead] [7656] O, the rain falls on my heavy locks
[The Dead] [7688] He went into the pantry hastily and put on his overcoat. The others,
[The Dead] [7705] Christmas unless we have the snow on the ground."
[The Dead] [7719] colour on her cheeks and that her eyes were shining. A sudden tide
[The Dead] [7762] slushy underfoot; and only streaks and patches of snow lay on the
[The Dead] [7763] roofs, on the parapets of the quay and on the area railings. The
[The Dead] [7768] She was walking on before him with Mr. Bartell D'Arcy, her shoes
[The Dead] [7775] She was walking on before him so lightly and so erect that he
[The Dead] [7784] They were standing on the crowded platform and he was placing a
[The Dead] [7838] Gabriel pointed to the statue, on which lay patches of snow. Then
[The Dead] [7851] She leaned for a moment on his arm in getting out of the cab and
[The Dead] [7853] She leaned lightly on his arm, as lightly as when she had danced
[The Dead] [7866] followed him in silence, their feet falling in soft thuds on the
[The Dead] [7873] porter halted on the stairs to settle his guttering candle. They
[The Dead] [7874] halted, too, on the steps below him. In the silence Gabriel could
[The Dead] [7879] set his unstable candle down on a toilet-table and asked at what
[The Dead] [7896] window to the door. Gabriel threw his overcoat and hat on a couch
[The Dead] [7919] She went on to the window and stood there, looking out. Gabriel
[The Dead] [7955] looking at him strangely. Then, suddenly raising herself on tiptoe
[The Dead] [7956] and resting her hands lightly on his shoulders, she kissed him.
[The Dead] [7961] quaintness of her phrase, put his hands on her hair and began
[The Dead] [8120] went on:
[The Dead] [8142] herself face downward on the bed, sobbing in the quilt. Gabriel
[The Dead] [8144] intruding on her grief, let it fall gently and walked quietly to the
[The Dead] [8154] Gabriel, leaning on his elbow, looked for a few moments
[The Dead] [8155] unresentfully on her tangled hair and half-open mouth, listening to
[The Dead] [8160] man and wife. His curious eyes rested long upon her face and on
[The Dead] [8179] dressed in black, his silk hat on his knees. The blinds would be
[The Dead] [8208] come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the
[The Dead] [8210] falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills,
[The Dead] [8213] upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael
[The Dead] [8214] Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and
[The Dead] [8215] headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns.