A tall man stood on the deck, looking out towards the flat dark land: and by the light at the pierhead he saw his face, the sorrowful face of Brother Michael. Stephen knelt at his side respecting, though he did not share, his piety. It was as if, while I took in--what I did take in--all the rest of the scene had been stricken with death. During this process all those elements which he deemed common and insignificant fell out of the scene.
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