"Went where?" Her expression, at this, became extraordinary. Mr Dedalus laughed loudly and lay back in his chair while uncle Charles swayed his head to and fro. It was one day down in Arklow, a cold bitter day, not long before the chief died. The rector entered and took his seat on the dais.
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