Chapter 2
Steped beside Kingsbridge. ravelling mail to Cork. As train steamed out of tation of day at Clongo no elegraply every four seconds, ttle glimmering stations, manned by a fe sentries, flung by t in the darkness like fiery grains flung backwards by a runner.
ened sympato ion of Cork and of scenes of ale broken by sigs from flask . Step could feel no pity. trangers to of uncle Cely been fading out of memory. y o be sold by auction, and in t to asy.
At Maryborougrain of Malloc. t of try, over ttages. terror of sleep fascinated c country or ime to time . trange dread, as t t come quickly. o God nor saint, began to , and ended in a trail of fooliso fit tent rrain; and silently, at intervals of four seconds, telegrapes of tual bars. t t his eyelids close again.
t ill early morning and Steporia el. t raffic. anding before table, examining ac care, craning er-jug and dra back sideo see tter. ly to accent and phrasing:
`tis youth and folly
Makes young men marry,
So here, my love, Ill
No longer stay.
cant be cured, sure,
Must be injured, sure,
So Ill go to
Amerikay.
`My love shes handsome,
My love shes bony:
Shes like good whisky
is new;
But wis old
And growing cold
It fades and dies like
tain dew.
ty outside ender tremors ooned trange sad s of ts ill ep up quickly to dress and, whe song had ended, said:
-- ts muctier ther come-al