tuesday, as o te in ts of tting  some figure ao outstrip it before a certain goal celling   and not first in the weekly essay.

    On a certain tuesday triumpate, ter, pointed  ly:

    -- this fellow has heresy in his essay.

    A ate did not break it but dug ep look up. It ing and ion, of t against urned and jagged collar.

    A s loud laugate set t ease.

    -- Per kno, he said.

    -- ephen.

    Mr tate  the essay.

    -- s about tor and t a possibility of ever approacs heresy.

    Stephen murmured:

    -- I meant  a possibility of ever reaching.

    It ate, appeased, folded up t across to him, saying:

    -- OAs anotory.

    But t so soon appeased. to er class   joy.

    A feter along the Drumcondra Road when he heard a voice cry:

    -- !

    urned and saotendants,  time to teps. Boland, eps be red head.

    As soon as turned into Clonliffe Road togeto speak about books and ers, saying  epened to t for Boland , after some talk about te ers, Nasain Marryat  er.

    -- Fudge! said est er, Dedalus?

    Steped tion and said:

    -- Of prose do you mean?

    -- Yes.

    -- Nehink.

    -- Is it Cardinal Newman? asked Boland.

    -- Yes, ansephen.

    turned to Stephen and said:

    -- And do you like Cardinal Newman, Dedalus?

    -- O, many say t Neyle, o tion, of course  a poet.

    -- And , heron? asked Boland.

    -- Lord tennyson, of course, answered heron.

    -- O, yes, Lord tennyso