The clouds were drifting above him silently and silently the seatangle was drifting below him and the grey warm air was still and a new wild life was singing in his veins. "Why did you pull the curtain over the place to make me think you were still there?" Flora luminously considered; after which, with her little divine smile: "Because I don't like to frighten you!" "But if I had, by your idea, gone out--?" She absolutely declined to be puzzled; she turned her eyes to the flame of the candle as if the question were as irrelevant, or at any rate as impersonal, as Mrs. He pushed open the latchless door of the porch and passed through the naked hallway into the kitchen. Mr Dedalus went to the end of the table and said: --Now, Mrs Riordan, sit over.
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