There's more cunning in one of those warts on his bald head than in a pack of jack foxes. A louse crawled over the nape of his neck and, putting his thumb and forefinger deftly beneath his loose collar, he caught it. Addressing it as it lay, he said: --Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire! Taking Stephen's arms, he went on again and said: --Do you not fear that those words may be spoken to you on the day of Judgement? --What is offered me on the other hand? Stephen asked. --O, by God, he cried, I forgot little old Paul Cullen! Another apple of God's eye! Dante bent across the table and cried to Mr Casey: --Right! Right! They were always right! God and morality and religion come first.
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