"I appreciate," I said, "the great decency of your not having hitherto spoken; but the time has certainly come to give me the whole thing. It broke from him like a wail of despair from a hell of sufferers and died in a wail of furious entreaty, a cry for an iniquitous abandonment, a cry which was but the echo of an obscene scrawl which he had read on the oozing wall of a urinal. A smell of molten tallow came up from the dean's candle butts and fused itself in Stephen's consciousness with the jingle of the words, bucket and lamp and lamp and bucket. The preacher's knife had probed deeply into his disclosed conscience and he felt now that his soul was festering in sin.
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