is intact. The way in which Joyce resists the conventional narrative arc and leaves the stories without clear conclusions, without clear meanings given to anything, one can see the modernist traits. He brags about the cigarettes He dreams of settling down with a "simple-minded" woman, who could provide him with money. The London house of Grant Richards agreed to publish Dubliners in 1905, but there were printing complications and concerns of obscenity. This he did by raising his hand vaguely and pensively changing the angle of position of his hat. door, meets Corley, and then runs back inside. Corley's stride acknowledged the compliment. Corley did not answer. This constant worry about betrayal reappears But when Corley finally arrives alone, and Lenehan asks eagerly if he succeeded, Lenehan grimly presents a beautiful golden coin. A woman came running down the front steps and coughed. He paid twopence halfpenny to the slatternly girl and went out of the shop to begin his wandering again.
Some drops of light rain fell. said Corley, more amiably. He was tired of knocking about, of pulling the devil by the tail, of shifts and intrigues. She stood on the curbstone, swinging a sunshade in one hand. He found trivial all that was meant to charm him and did not answer the glances which invited him to be bold. Whenever any job was vacant a friend was always ready to give him the hard word. But England is especially responsible here; almost every place name referenced on Lenehan's pointless roundabout, from Rutland Square (named for an English politician) to the neighborhood near … When Corley and the maid reappear
Lenehan observed them for a few minutes. He was baffled and a note of menace pierced through his voice. The grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. Lenehan
Lenehan watches as Corley and the maid walk It is replaced at the end with material gain. These papers were written primarily by students and provide critical analysis of Dubliners by James Joyce. The young man who had seen Mac in Westmoreland Street asked was it true that Mac had won a bit over a billiard match. "I suppose that's your doing," said Lenehan.
The ends of her tulle collarette had been carefully disordered and a big bunch of red flowers was pinned in her bosom stems upwards. The grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. De tekst is beschikbaar onder de licentie. He ate his food greedily and found it so good that he made a note of the shop mentally. He walked with his hands by his sides, holding himself erect and swaying his head from side to side. I would rather sacrifice five of the other stories (which I could name) than this one.”[2] Joyce redacted some words from the end product, but the story was kept in the collection which was published by Richards nine years after Joyce originally submitted it in 1905. A shade of mockery relieved the servility of his manner.
to an image of the country, but with no conclusive sense of cause Corley and Lenehan are a product of their environment and circumstances. When he returns to meet Corley at the appointed hour, he sees Corley with the girl and judges their expressions to mean that Corley will fail to "bring it off." His mind became active again. She had broad nostrils, a straggling mouth which lay open in a contented leer, and two projecting front teeth. his loyal followers, was abandoned by the Irish government and many When he was quite sure that the narrative had ended he laughed noiselessly for fully half a minute. . But Corley's brow was soon smooth again. In keeping with a common theme in Dubliners, "Two Gallants" lays blame with the Catholic Church for Irish paralysis: The blue-and-white of the slavey's outfit recalls the Virgin Mary's traditional colors. With little to count on or aim for, the pursuit of easy women and drink is the logical course of action. All at once the idea struck him that perhaps Corley had seen her home by another way and given him the slip. "Didn't she tell me herself?". On the glass of the window were two flying inscriptions: Ginger Beer and Ginger Ale.
"One night, man," he said, "I was going along Dame Street and I spotted a fine tart under Waterhouse's clock and said good- night, you know. At any rate, even if Corley feels guilty, it has not stopped him from keeping the money. His bulk, his easy pace, and the solid sound of his boots had something of the conqueror in them. He paused at last before the window of a poor-looking shop over which the words Refreshment Bar were printed in white letters. He too gazed at the pale disc of the moon, now nearly veiled, and seemed to meditate. The streets, shuttered for the repose of Sunday, swarmed with a gaily coloured crowd. She's a bit gone on me. The problem of how he could pass the hours till he met Corley again troubled him a little.
2, No. Anxiety and his swift run made him pant. Then the hall-door was opened slowly and cautiously. Corley remained standing at the edge of the path, a little distance from the front steps. "Work it all right now," said Lenehan in farewell. His conversation was mainly about himself what he had said to such a person and what such a person had said to him and what he had said to settle the matter. "Let's have a look at her, Corley," he said. From Wikisource < Dubliners. Joyce considered the story to be one of the most important in Dubliners. When he reached the corner of Merrion Street he took his stand in the shadow of a lamp and brought out one of the cigarettes which he had reserved and lit it. She's his new amusement. But she's up to the dodge.". I'll go over and talk to her and you can pass by.". He leaned against the lamppost and kept his gaze fixed on the part from which he expected to see Corley and the young woman return. This vision made him feel keenly his own poverty of purse and spirit. "Two Gallants" is a short story by James Joyce published in his 1914 collection Dubliners. You know it's a ticklish job. ", "You're what I call a gay Lothario," said Lenehan.
So we went for a walk round by the canal and she told me she was a slavey in a house in Baggot Street. All at once the idea struck him that perhaps Corley had seen her home by another way and given him the slip. In crude terms, he talks about how they met and the fun they've had. ", "Of all the good ones ever I heard," he said, "that emphatically takes the biscuit.". stops and shows Lenehan a gold coin, a sign that the plan was successful. She doesn't know my name. He was glad that he could rest from all his walking. Lenehan grew lively. A rendezvous has been arranged with the woman and Corley, during which Lenehan wanders around Dublin before stopping at a refreshment house for a supper of peas and a bottle of ginger beer.
It tells the story of two Irishmen who are frustrated with their lack of achievement in life and rely on the exploitation of others to live. In his imagination he beheld the pair of lovers walking along some dark road; he heard Corley's voice in deep energetic gallantries and saw again the leer of the young woman's mouth. Not affiliated with Harvard College.
Lenehan observed them for a few minutes. Suddenly he saw them coming towards him. SparkNotes is brought to you by Barnes & Noble. His face was heated. He was tired of knocking about, of pulling the devil by the tail, of shifts and intrigues. The notes of the air sounded deep and full. He spoke without listening to the speech of his companions. He kept the pair in view until he had seen them climbing the stairs of the Donnybrook tram; then he turned about and went back the way he had come. His gaiety seemed to forsake him and, as he came by the railings of the Duke's Lawn, he allowed his hand to run along them. Over his food, he sadly contemplates his life: instead of Corley and Lenehan walk through the streets of Dublin. . He too gazed at the pale disc of the moon, now nearly veiled, and seemed to meditate. "[3] In a letter to Grant Richards, Joyce voiced his fondness of the story saying “to omit the story from the book would really be disastrous. Dubliners TWO GALLANTS. Then he turned into Dame Street. He sauntered across the road swaying his head from side to side. His breeches, his white rubber shoes and his jauntily slung waterproof expressed youth. "Well . One of them was just bringing a long monologue to a close. This time Lenehan was inclined to disbelieve. The harp is weary of the eyes of strangers and her master’s hands, suggesting molestation and exploitation put on display. She had her Sunday finery on. Corley swung his head to and fro as if to toss aside an insistent insect, and his brows gathered. The crowd of girls and young men had thinned and on his way up the street he heard many groups and couples bidding one another good-night.
After eating, Lenehan wanders around the streets aimlessly, hoping Corley will meet him at the previously arranged time. . "And where did you pick her up, Corley?" Mapping Dubliners – Two Gallants December 5, 2016 admin Leave a comment For my Digital Humanities final project, I wanted to work with a text of a literary classic to see how DH can interpret, re-visualize, or present a new perspective about a book that has been analyzed by many scholars. procure money from her employer’s house.
Walzl, Florence L. James Joyce Quarterly, Vol. Most people considered Lenehan a leech but, in spite of this reputation, his adroitness and eloquence had always prevented his friends from forming any general policy against him. "Time enough," said Corley. of the maid for fear of competition. Once or twice he rearranged the light waterproof which he had slung over one shoulder in toreador fashion. He had walked the streets long enough with friends and with girls. The ambiguity about what it is that Corley must pull off, and the half said things running through the dialogue, and the many symbols and allusions, make the text a job to decipher, in true modernist style. He paid twopence halfpenny to the slatternly girl and went out of the shop to begin his wandering again. I put my arm round her and squeezed her a bit that night. "Honest to God!"
is intact. The way in which Joyce resists the conventional narrative arc and leaves the stories without clear conclusions, without clear meanings given to anything, one can see the modernist traits. He brags about the cigarettes He dreams of settling down with a "simple-minded" woman, who could provide him with money. The London house of Grant Richards agreed to publish Dubliners in 1905, but there were printing complications and concerns of obscenity. This he did by raising his hand vaguely and pensively changing the angle of position of his hat. door, meets Corley, and then runs back inside. Corley's stride acknowledged the compliment. Corley did not answer. This constant worry about betrayal reappears But when Corley finally arrives alone, and Lenehan asks eagerly if he succeeded, Lenehan grimly presents a beautiful golden coin. A woman came running down the front steps and coughed. He paid twopence halfpenny to the slatternly girl and went out of the shop to begin his wandering again.
Some drops of light rain fell. said Corley, more amiably. He was tired of knocking about, of pulling the devil by the tail, of shifts and intrigues. She stood on the curbstone, swinging a sunshade in one hand. He found trivial all that was meant to charm him and did not answer the glances which invited him to be bold. Whenever any job was vacant a friend was always ready to give him the hard word. But England is especially responsible here; almost every place name referenced on Lenehan's pointless roundabout, from Rutland Square (named for an English politician) to the neighborhood near … When Corley and the maid reappear
Lenehan observed them for a few minutes. He was baffled and a note of menace pierced through his voice. The grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. Lenehan
Lenehan watches as Corley and the maid walk It is replaced at the end with material gain. These papers were written primarily by students and provide critical analysis of Dubliners by James Joyce. The young man who had seen Mac in Westmoreland Street asked was it true that Mac had won a bit over a billiard match. "I suppose that's your doing," said Lenehan.
The ends of her tulle collarette had been carefully disordered and a big bunch of red flowers was pinned in her bosom stems upwards. The grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. De tekst is beschikbaar onder de licentie. He ate his food greedily and found it so good that he made a note of the shop mentally. He walked with his hands by his sides, holding himself erect and swaying his head from side to side. I would rather sacrifice five of the other stories (which I could name) than this one.”[2] Joyce redacted some words from the end product, but the story was kept in the collection which was published by Richards nine years after Joyce originally submitted it in 1905. A shade of mockery relieved the servility of his manner.
to an image of the country, but with no conclusive sense of cause Corley and Lenehan are a product of their environment and circumstances. When he returns to meet Corley at the appointed hour, he sees Corley with the girl and judges their expressions to mean that Corley will fail to "bring it off." His mind became active again. She had broad nostrils, a straggling mouth which lay open in a contented leer, and two projecting front teeth. his loyal followers, was abandoned by the Irish government and many When he was quite sure that the narrative had ended he laughed noiselessly for fully half a minute. . But Corley's brow was soon smooth again. In keeping with a common theme in Dubliners, "Two Gallants" lays blame with the Catholic Church for Irish paralysis: The blue-and-white of the slavey's outfit recalls the Virgin Mary's traditional colors. With little to count on or aim for, the pursuit of easy women and drink is the logical course of action. All at once the idea struck him that perhaps Corley had seen her home by another way and given him the slip. "Didn't she tell me herself?". On the glass of the window were two flying inscriptions: Ginger Beer and Ginger Ale.
"One night, man," he said, "I was going along Dame Street and I spotted a fine tart under Waterhouse's clock and said good- night, you know. At any rate, even if Corley feels guilty, it has not stopped him from keeping the money. His bulk, his easy pace, and the solid sound of his boots had something of the conqueror in them. He paused at last before the window of a poor-looking shop over which the words Refreshment Bar were printed in white letters. He too gazed at the pale disc of the moon, now nearly veiled, and seemed to meditate. The streets, shuttered for the repose of Sunday, swarmed with a gaily coloured crowd. She's a bit gone on me. The problem of how he could pass the hours till he met Corley again troubled him a little.
2, No. Anxiety and his swift run made him pant. Then the hall-door was opened slowly and cautiously. Corley remained standing at the edge of the path, a little distance from the front steps. "Work it all right now," said Lenehan in farewell. His conversation was mainly about himself what he had said to such a person and what such a person had said to him and what he had said to settle the matter. "Let's have a look at her, Corley," he said. From Wikisource < Dubliners. Joyce considered the story to be one of the most important in Dubliners. When he reached the corner of Merrion Street he took his stand in the shadow of a lamp and brought out one of the cigarettes which he had reserved and lit it. She's his new amusement. But she's up to the dodge.". I'll go over and talk to her and you can pass by.". He leaned against the lamppost and kept his gaze fixed on the part from which he expected to see Corley and the young woman return. This vision made him feel keenly his own poverty of purse and spirit. "Two Gallants" is a short story by James Joyce published in his 1914 collection Dubliners. You know it's a ticklish job. ", "You're what I call a gay Lothario," said Lenehan.
So we went for a walk round by the canal and she told me she was a slavey in a house in Baggot Street. All at once the idea struck him that perhaps Corley had seen her home by another way and given him the slip. In crude terms, he talks about how they met and the fun they've had. ", "Of all the good ones ever I heard," he said, "that emphatically takes the biscuit.". stops and shows Lenehan a gold coin, a sign that the plan was successful. She doesn't know my name. He was glad that he could rest from all his walking. Lenehan grew lively. A rendezvous has been arranged with the woman and Corley, during which Lenehan wanders around Dublin before stopping at a refreshment house for a supper of peas and a bottle of ginger beer.
It tells the story of two Irishmen who are frustrated with their lack of achievement in life and rely on the exploitation of others to live. In his imagination he beheld the pair of lovers walking along some dark road; he heard Corley's voice in deep energetic gallantries and saw again the leer of the young woman's mouth. Not affiliated with Harvard College.
Lenehan observed them for a few minutes. Suddenly he saw them coming towards him. SparkNotes is brought to you by Barnes & Noble. His face was heated. He was tired of knocking about, of pulling the devil by the tail, of shifts and intrigues. The notes of the air sounded deep and full. He spoke without listening to the speech of his companions. He kept the pair in view until he had seen them climbing the stairs of the Donnybrook tram; then he turned about and went back the way he had come. His gaiety seemed to forsake him and, as he came by the railings of the Duke's Lawn, he allowed his hand to run along them. Over his food, he sadly contemplates his life: instead of Corley and Lenehan walk through the streets of Dublin. . He too gazed at the pale disc of the moon, now nearly veiled, and seemed to meditate. "[3] In a letter to Grant Richards, Joyce voiced his fondness of the story saying “to omit the story from the book would really be disastrous. Dubliners TWO GALLANTS. Then he turned into Dame Street. He sauntered across the road swaying his head from side to side. His breeches, his white rubber shoes and his jauntily slung waterproof expressed youth. "Well . One of them was just bringing a long monologue to a close. This time Lenehan was inclined to disbelieve. The harp is weary of the eyes of strangers and her master’s hands, suggesting molestation and exploitation put on display. She had her Sunday finery on. Corley swung his head to and fro as if to toss aside an insistent insect, and his brows gathered. The crowd of girls and young men had thinned and on his way up the street he heard many groups and couples bidding one another good-night.
After eating, Lenehan wanders around the streets aimlessly, hoping Corley will meet him at the previously arranged time. . "And where did you pick her up, Corley?" Mapping Dubliners – Two Gallants December 5, 2016 admin Leave a comment For my Digital Humanities final project, I wanted to work with a text of a literary classic to see how DH can interpret, re-visualize, or present a new perspective about a book that has been analyzed by many scholars. procure money from her employer’s house.
Walzl, Florence L. James Joyce Quarterly, Vol. Most people considered Lenehan a leech but, in spite of this reputation, his adroitness and eloquence had always prevented his friends from forming any general policy against him. "Time enough," said Corley. of the maid for fear of competition. Once or twice he rearranged the light waterproof which he had slung over one shoulder in toreador fashion. He had walked the streets long enough with friends and with girls. The ambiguity about what it is that Corley must pull off, and the half said things running through the dialogue, and the many symbols and allusions, make the text a job to decipher, in true modernist style. He paid twopence halfpenny to the slatternly girl and went out of the shop to begin his wandering again. I put my arm round her and squeezed her a bit that night. "Honest to God!"
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Finally alone, Lenehan aimlessly wanders through Dublin Corley describes his latest sexual conquest, a servant girl who works at a large house in the city and whom he is on his way to meet. He knew Corley would fail; he knew it was no go. He started with delight and keeping close to his lamp-post tried to read the result in their walk. that the maid will turn up as promised. Corley about his choice of victim, worried that the plan will fall flat to pass the time. At length he said: "Well . Some suggested themes are betrayal – Corley is betrayed by society in the lack of opportunities for the middle and lower class, and so he becomes the betrayer.
is intact. The way in which Joyce resists the conventional narrative arc and leaves the stories without clear conclusions, without clear meanings given to anything, one can see the modernist traits. He brags about the cigarettes He dreams of settling down with a "simple-minded" woman, who could provide him with money. The London house of Grant Richards agreed to publish Dubliners in 1905, but there were printing complications and concerns of obscenity. This he did by raising his hand vaguely and pensively changing the angle of position of his hat. door, meets Corley, and then runs back inside. Corley's stride acknowledged the compliment. Corley did not answer. This constant worry about betrayal reappears But when Corley finally arrives alone, and Lenehan asks eagerly if he succeeded, Lenehan grimly presents a beautiful golden coin. A woman came running down the front steps and coughed. He paid twopence halfpenny to the slatternly girl and went out of the shop to begin his wandering again.
Some drops of light rain fell. said Corley, more amiably. He was tired of knocking about, of pulling the devil by the tail, of shifts and intrigues. She stood on the curbstone, swinging a sunshade in one hand. He found trivial all that was meant to charm him and did not answer the glances which invited him to be bold. Whenever any job was vacant a friend was always ready to give him the hard word. But England is especially responsible here; almost every place name referenced on Lenehan's pointless roundabout, from Rutland Square (named for an English politician) to the neighborhood near … When Corley and the maid reappear
Lenehan observed them for a few minutes. He was baffled and a note of menace pierced through his voice. The grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. Lenehan
Lenehan watches as Corley and the maid walk It is replaced at the end with material gain. These papers were written primarily by students and provide critical analysis of Dubliners by James Joyce. The young man who had seen Mac in Westmoreland Street asked was it true that Mac had won a bit over a billiard match. "I suppose that's your doing," said Lenehan.
The ends of her tulle collarette had been carefully disordered and a big bunch of red flowers was pinned in her bosom stems upwards. The grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. De tekst is beschikbaar onder de licentie. He ate his food greedily and found it so good that he made a note of the shop mentally. He walked with his hands by his sides, holding himself erect and swaying his head from side to side. I would rather sacrifice five of the other stories (which I could name) than this one.”[2] Joyce redacted some words from the end product, but the story was kept in the collection which was published by Richards nine years after Joyce originally submitted it in 1905. A shade of mockery relieved the servility of his manner.
to an image of the country, but with no conclusive sense of cause Corley and Lenehan are a product of their environment and circumstances. When he returns to meet Corley at the appointed hour, he sees Corley with the girl and judges their expressions to mean that Corley will fail to "bring it off." His mind became active again. She had broad nostrils, a straggling mouth which lay open in a contented leer, and two projecting front teeth. his loyal followers, was abandoned by the Irish government and many When he was quite sure that the narrative had ended he laughed noiselessly for fully half a minute. . But Corley's brow was soon smooth again. In keeping with a common theme in Dubliners, "Two Gallants" lays blame with the Catholic Church for Irish paralysis: The blue-and-white of the slavey's outfit recalls the Virgin Mary's traditional colors. With little to count on or aim for, the pursuit of easy women and drink is the logical course of action. All at once the idea struck him that perhaps Corley had seen her home by another way and given him the slip. "Didn't she tell me herself?". On the glass of the window were two flying inscriptions: Ginger Beer and Ginger Ale.
"One night, man," he said, "I was going along Dame Street and I spotted a fine tart under Waterhouse's clock and said good- night, you know. At any rate, even if Corley feels guilty, it has not stopped him from keeping the money. His bulk, his easy pace, and the solid sound of his boots had something of the conqueror in them. He paused at last before the window of a poor-looking shop over which the words Refreshment Bar were printed in white letters. He too gazed at the pale disc of the moon, now nearly veiled, and seemed to meditate. The streets, shuttered for the repose of Sunday, swarmed with a gaily coloured crowd. She's a bit gone on me. The problem of how he could pass the hours till he met Corley again troubled him a little.
2, No. Anxiety and his swift run made him pant. Then the hall-door was opened slowly and cautiously. Corley remained standing at the edge of the path, a little distance from the front steps. "Work it all right now," said Lenehan in farewell. His conversation was mainly about himself what he had said to such a person and what such a person had said to him and what he had said to settle the matter. "Let's have a look at her, Corley," he said. From Wikisource < Dubliners. Joyce considered the story to be one of the most important in Dubliners. When he reached the corner of Merrion Street he took his stand in the shadow of a lamp and brought out one of the cigarettes which he had reserved and lit it. She's his new amusement. But she's up to the dodge.". I'll go over and talk to her and you can pass by.". He leaned against the lamppost and kept his gaze fixed on the part from which he expected to see Corley and the young woman return. This vision made him feel keenly his own poverty of purse and spirit. "Two Gallants" is a short story by James Joyce published in his 1914 collection Dubliners. You know it's a ticklish job. ", "You're what I call a gay Lothario," said Lenehan.
So we went for a walk round by the canal and she told me she was a slavey in a house in Baggot Street. All at once the idea struck him that perhaps Corley had seen her home by another way and given him the slip. In crude terms, he talks about how they met and the fun they've had. ", "Of all the good ones ever I heard," he said, "that emphatically takes the biscuit.". stops and shows Lenehan a gold coin, a sign that the plan was successful. She doesn't know my name. He was glad that he could rest from all his walking. Lenehan grew lively. A rendezvous has been arranged with the woman and Corley, during which Lenehan wanders around Dublin before stopping at a refreshment house for a supper of peas and a bottle of ginger beer.
It tells the story of two Irishmen who are frustrated with their lack of achievement in life and rely on the exploitation of others to live. In his imagination he beheld the pair of lovers walking along some dark road; he heard Corley's voice in deep energetic gallantries and saw again the leer of the young woman's mouth. Not affiliated with Harvard College.
Lenehan observed them for a few minutes. Suddenly he saw them coming towards him. SparkNotes is brought to you by Barnes & Noble. His face was heated. He was tired of knocking about, of pulling the devil by the tail, of shifts and intrigues. The notes of the air sounded deep and full. He spoke without listening to the speech of his companions. He kept the pair in view until he had seen them climbing the stairs of the Donnybrook tram; then he turned about and went back the way he had come. His gaiety seemed to forsake him and, as he came by the railings of the Duke's Lawn, he allowed his hand to run along them. Over his food, he sadly contemplates his life: instead of Corley and Lenehan walk through the streets of Dublin. . He too gazed at the pale disc of the moon, now nearly veiled, and seemed to meditate. "[3] In a letter to Grant Richards, Joyce voiced his fondness of the story saying “to omit the story from the book would really be disastrous. Dubliners TWO GALLANTS. Then he turned into Dame Street. He sauntered across the road swaying his head from side to side. His breeches, his white rubber shoes and his jauntily slung waterproof expressed youth. "Well . One of them was just bringing a long monologue to a close. This time Lenehan was inclined to disbelieve. The harp is weary of the eyes of strangers and her master’s hands, suggesting molestation and exploitation put on display. She had her Sunday finery on. Corley swung his head to and fro as if to toss aside an insistent insect, and his brows gathered. The crowd of girls and young men had thinned and on his way up the street he heard many groups and couples bidding one another good-night.
After eating, Lenehan wanders around the streets aimlessly, hoping Corley will meet him at the previously arranged time. . "And where did you pick her up, Corley?" Mapping Dubliners – Two Gallants December 5, 2016 admin Leave a comment For my Digital Humanities final project, I wanted to work with a text of a literary classic to see how DH can interpret, re-visualize, or present a new perspective about a book that has been analyzed by many scholars. procure money from her employer’s house.
Walzl, Florence L. James Joyce Quarterly, Vol. Most people considered Lenehan a leech but, in spite of this reputation, his adroitness and eloquence had always prevented his friends from forming any general policy against him. "Time enough," said Corley. of the maid for fear of competition. Once or twice he rearranged the light waterproof which he had slung over one shoulder in toreador fashion. He had walked the streets long enough with friends and with girls. The ambiguity about what it is that Corley must pull off, and the half said things running through the dialogue, and the many symbols and allusions, make the text a job to decipher, in true modernist style. He paid twopence halfpenny to the slatternly girl and went out of the shop to begin his wandering again. I put my arm round her and squeezed her a bit that night. "Honest to God!"
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