All were waiting: uncle Charles, who sat far away in the shadow of the window, Dante and Mr Casey, who sat in the easy-chairs at either side of the hearth, Stephen, seated on a chair between them, his feet resting on the toasted boss. Aubrey and Stephen had a common milkman and often they drove out in the milk-car to Carrickmines where the cows were at grass. There was a kind of support in the shy heave of her surprise. He thought of it with deep awe; a terrible and strange sin: it thrilled him to think of it in the silence when the pens scraped lightly.
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