Faster and faster he hurried on through the gloom excitedly. The priest's face was in total shadow, but the waning daylight from behind him touched the deeply grooved temples and the curves of the skull. He brooded sourly on his judgement and repeated with the same flat force: --A flaming bloody sugar, that's what he is! It was his epitaph for all dead friendships and Stephen wondered whether it would ever be spoken in the same tone over his memory. I'M BLINDED! I'M BLINDED AND DROWNDED! He stopped in a fit of coughing and laughter, repeating: --I'M BLINDED ENTIRELY.
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