Ulysses by James Joyce
page 221 of 1080 (20%)
page 221 of 1080 (20%)
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AND IN THE PORCHES OF MINE EAR DID POUR.
By the way how did he find that out? He died in his sleep. Or the other story, beast with two backs? --What was that? the professor asked. ITALIA, MAGISTRA ARTIUM --He spoke on the law of evidence, J. J. O'Molloy said, of Roman justice as contrasted with the earlier Mosaic code, the LEX TALIONIS. And he cited the Moses of Michelangelo in the vatican. --Ha. --A few wellchosen words, Lenehan prefaced. Silence! Pause. J. J. O'Molloy took out his cigarettecase. False lull. Something quite ordinary. Messenger took out his matchbox thoughtfully and lit his cigar. I have often thought since on looking back over that strange time that it was that small act, trivial in itself, that striking of that match, that determined the whole aftercourse of both our lives. |
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