by upright | Oct 18, 2016 | Ulysses |
The carriage rattled swiftly along Blessington street. Over the stones. —We are going the pace, I think, Martin Cunningham said. —God grant he doesn’t upset us on the road, Mr Power said. —I hope not, Martin Cunningham said. That will be a great race tomorrow in...
by upright | Oct 15, 2016 | Ulysses |
—In the midst of life, Martin Cunningham said. —But the worst of all, Mr Power said, is the man who takes his own life. Martin Cunningham drew out his watch briskly, coughed and put it back. —The greatest disgrace to have in the family, Mr Power added. —Temporary...
by upright | Oct 8, 2016 | Ulysses |
—We had better look a little serious, Martin Cunningham said. Mr Dedalus sighed. —Ah then indeed, he said, poor little Paddy wouldn’t grudge us a laugh. Many a good one he told himself. —The Lord forgive me! Mr Power said, wiping his wet eyes with his fingers....
by upright | Oct 4, 2016 | Ulysses |
Mr Bloom began to speak with sudden eagerness to his companions’ faces. —That’s an awfully good one that’s going the rounds about Reuben J and the son. —About the boatman? Mr Power asked. —Yes. Isn’t it awfully good? —What is that? Mr Dedalus...
by upright | Oct 1, 2016 | Ulysses |
His eyes passed lightly over Mr Power’s goodlooking face. Greyish over the ears. Madame: smiling. I smiled back. A smile goes a long way. Only politeness perhaps. Nice fellow. Who knows is that true about the woman he keeps? Not pleasant for the wife. Yet they...
by upright | Sep 24, 2016 | Ulysses |
Mr Power asked: —How is the concert tour getting on, Bloom? —O, very well, Mr Bloom said. I hear great accounts of it. It’s a good idea, you see… —Are you going yourself? —Well no, Mr Bloom said. In point of fact I have to go down to the county Clare on...
