While his mind had been pursuing its intangible phantoms and turning in irresolution from such pursuit he had heard about him the constant voices of his father and of his masters, urging him to be a gentleman above all things and urging him to be a good catholic above all things. But I see history as a book with many pages, and each day we fill a page with acts of hopefulness and meaning. Mr Dedalus, lifting his head from the bone, asked: --And what did you do, John? --Do! said Mr Casey. Then he put them aside and gazed thoughtfully at the lid of the box, speckled with louse marks, and asked vaguely: --How much is the clock fast now? His mother straightened the battered alarm clock that was lying on its side in the middle of the mantelpiece until its dial showed a quarter to twelve and then laid it once more on its side.