The calling of the roll began and the responses to the names were given out in all tones until the name of Peter Byrne was reached. Then, with all the marks of a deliberation that must have seemed magnificent had there been anyone to admire it, I laid down my book, rose to my feet, and, taking a candle, went straight out of the room and, from the passage, on which my light made little impression, noiselessly closed and locked the door. --Very well then, he shouted hoarsely, if it comes to that, no God for Ireland! --John! John! cried Mr Dedalus, seizing his guest by the coat sleeve. The narrative is no longer purely personal.
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