The strife of their minds was quelled. Behind a hedge of laurel a light glimmered in the window of a kitchen and the voice of a servant was heard singing as she sharpened knives. --That'S what you fellows want: and plenty of it to make you work. The rector said: --Your name is Dedalus, isn't it? --Yes, sir --And where did you break your glasses? --On the cinder-path, sir.
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