Quotation from: Ulysses

Written by: James Joyce


Father Conmee walked through Clongowes fields, his thinsocked
ankles tickled by stubble.


--Where did you try? Boody asked.


--M'Guinness's.


Boody stamped her foot and threw her satchel on the table.


--Bad cess to her big face! she cried.


Katey went to the range and peered with squinting eyes.

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