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Speaker 1: Bruce Purie. Dubliner's by James Joyce. Story nine counterparts. The
Speaker 1: bell rang furiously, and when Miss Parker went to the tube,
Speaker 1: a furious voice called out in a piercing north of
Speaker 1: Ireland accent, then Farrington. Here. Miss Parker returned to her machine,
Speaker 1: saying to a man who was writing at a desk,
Speaker 1: mister Aline wants you upstairs. The man muttered blast him
Speaker 1: under his breath, and pushed back his chair to stand up.
Speaker 1: When he stood up, he was tall and of great bulk.
Speaker 1: He had a hanging face, dark wine colored, with fair
Speaker 1: eyebrows and mustache. His eyes bulged forward slightly, and the
Speaker 1: whites of them were dirty. He lifted up the counter, and,
Speaker 1: passing by the clients, went out of the office with
Speaker 1: a heavy step. He went heavily upstairs until he came
Speaker 1: to the second landing, where a door bore a brath
Speaker 1: plate with the inscription mister Alaine. Here he halted, puffing
Speaker 1: with labor and vexation and knocked. The shrill voice cried
Speaker 1: come in. The man entered mister Elaine's room. Simultaneously, mister Elaine,
Speaker 1: a little man wearing gold rimmed glasses on a clean
Speaker 1: shaven face, shot his head up over a pile of documents.
Speaker 1: The head itself was so pink and hairless it seemed
Speaker 1: like a large egg reposing on the papers. Mister Elaine
Speaker 1: did not lose a moment. Farrington, what is the meaning
Speaker 1: of this? Why have I always to complain of you?
Speaker 1: May I ask you why you haven't made a copy
Speaker 1: of that contract between Bodley and Kerwin. I told you
Speaker 1: it must be ready by four o'clock. But mister Shelley said, sir.
Speaker 2: Mister Shelley said, sir, kindly, attend to what I say
Speaker 2: and not to what mister Shelley says. Sir, you have
Speaker 2: always some excuse or another for shirking work. Let me
Speaker 2: tell you that if the contract is not copied before
Speaker 2: this evening, I'll lay the matter before mister Crosby. Do
Speaker 2: you hear me now, Yes, sir, do you hear me now?
Speaker 2: I And another little matter. I might as well be
Speaker 2: talking to the wall as talking to you. Understand once
Speaker 2: for all that you get half an hour for your luncheon,
Speaker 2: not an hour and a half. How many courses do
Speaker 2: you want?
Speaker 1: I'd like to know? Do you mind me now? Yes,
Speaker 1: sir mister Elaine bent his head again upon his pile
Speaker 1: of papers. The man stared fixedly at the polished skull
Speaker 1: which directed the affairs of Crosbie and Elane, gaging its fragility.
Speaker 1: A spasm of rage gripped his throat for a few
Speaker 1: moments and then passed, leaving after it a sharp sensation
Speaker 1: of thirst. The man recognized the sensation and felt that
Speaker 1: he must have a good night's drinking. The middle of
Speaker 1: the month was past, and if he could get the
Speaker 1: copy done in time, mister Elaine might give him an
Speaker 1: order on the cashier. He stood still, gazing fixedly at
Speaker 1: the head upon the pile of papers. Suddenly mister Elaine
Speaker 1: began to upset all the papers, searching for something. Then,
Speaker 1: as if he had been unaware of the man's presence
Speaker 1: till that moment, he shot up his head again, saying, eh,
Speaker 1: are you going to stand there all day?
Speaker 2: Upon my word?
Speaker 1: Farrington, you take things easy? I was waiting to see
Speaker 1: very good you needn't wait to see Go downstairs and
Speaker 1: do your work. The man walked heavily towards the door,
Speaker 1: and as he went out of the room he heard
Speaker 1: mister Elaine cry after him that if the contract was
Speaker 1: not copied by evening, mister Crosbie would hear of the matter.
Speaker 1: He returned to his desk in the lower office and
Speaker 1: counted the sheets which remained to be copied. He took
Speaker 1: up his pen and dipped it in the ink, but
Speaker 1: he continued to stare stupidly at the last words he
Speaker 1: had written. In no case shall the said Bernard bodily be.
Speaker 1: The evening was falling, and in a few minutes they
Speaker 1: would be lighting the gas. Then he could write. He
Speaker 1: felt that he must slake the thirst in his throat.
Speaker 1: He stood up from his desk, and, lifting the counter
Speaker 1: as before, passed out of the office. As he was
Speaker 1: passing out, the chief clerk looked at him inquiringly. It's
Speaker 1: all right, mister Shelley, said the man, pointing with his
Speaker 1: finger to indicate the objective of his journey. The chief
Speaker 1: clerk glanced at the hat rack, but seeing the row complete,
Speaker 1: offered no remark. As soon as he was on the landing,
Speaker 1: the man pulled a shepherd's plaid cap out of his pocket,
Speaker 1: put it on his head, and ran quickly down the
Speaker 1: rickety stairs from the street door. He walked on furtively
Speaker 1: on the inner side of the path towards the corner,
Speaker 1: and all at once dived into a doorway. He was
Speaker 1: now safe in the dark snug of O'Neill's shop, and
Speaker 1: filling up the little window that looked into the bar
Speaker 1: within his inflamed face the color of dark wine or
Speaker 1: dark meat, he called out here, pat give us a
Speaker 1: g p like a good fellow. The curate brought him
Speaker 1: a glass of plane porter. The man drank it at
Speaker 1: a gulp and asked for a caraway seed. He put
Speaker 1: his penny on the counter, and, leaving the curate to
Speaker 1: grope for it in the gloom, retreated out of the
Speaker 1: snug as furtively as he had entered it. Darkness, accompanied
Speaker 1: by a thick fog, was gaining upon the dusk of February,
Speaker 1: and the lamps in Eustace Street had been lit. The
Speaker 1: man went up by the houses until he reached the
Speaker 1: door of the office, wondering whether he could finish his
Speaker 1: copy in time. On the stairs, a moist, pungent odor
Speaker 1: of perfume saluted his nose. Evidently, Miss Delacoeur had come
Speaker 1: while he was out in O'Neill's. He crammed his cap
Speaker 1: back again into his pocket and re entered the office
Speaker 1: assuming an air of absent mindedness. Mister Elaine has been
Speaker 1: calling for you, said the chief clerk severely. Where were you?
Speaker 1: The man glanced at the two clients who were standing
Speaker 1: at the counter, as if to intimate that their presence
Speaker 1: prevented him from answering. As the clients were both male.
Speaker 1: The chief clerk allowed himself a laugh. I know that game,
Speaker 1: he said, five times in one day is a little bit. Well,
Speaker 1: you better look sharp and get a copy of our
Speaker 1: correspondence in the delacour case for mister Elaine. This address
Speaker 1: in the presence of the public. His run upstairs and
Speaker 1: the porter he had gulped down so hastily confused the man,
Speaker 1: and as he sat down at his desk to get
Speaker 1: what was required, he realized how hopeless was the task
Speaker 1: of finishing his copy of the contract Before half past five.
Speaker 1: The dark, damp night was coming, and he longed to
Speaker 1: spend it in the bars drinking with his friends. Amid
Speaker 1: the glare of gas and the clatter of glasses, he
Speaker 1: got out the Delacour correspondents and passed out of the office.
Speaker 1: He hoped mister Elaine would not discover that the last
Speaker 1: two letters were missing. The moist, pungent perfume lay all
Speaker 1: the way up to mister Elaine's room. Miss Delacour was
Speaker 1: a middle aged woman of Jewish appearance. Mister Alaine was
Speaker 1: said to be sweet on her or on her money.
Speaker 1: She came to the office often and stayed a long time.
Speaker 1: When she came, she was sitting beside his desk, now
Speaker 1: in an aroma of perfumes, smoothing the handle of her
Speaker 1: umbrella and nodding the great black feather in her hat.
Speaker 1: Mister Elaine had swiveled his chair round to face her
Speaker 1: and thrown his right foot jauntily upon his left knee.
Speaker 1: The man put the correspondence on the desk and bowed respectfully,
Speaker 1: but neither mister Elaine nor Miss Delacour took any notice
Speaker 1: of his bow. Mister Elaine tapped a finger on the
Speaker 1: correspondence and then flicked it towards him, as if to say,
Speaker 1: that's all right, you can go. The man returned to
Speaker 1: the lower office and sat down again at his desk.
Speaker 1: He stared intently at the incomplete phrase in no case
Speaker 1: shall the said Bernard bodily be, and thought how strange
Speaker 1: it was that the last three words began with the
Speaker 1: same letter. The chief clerk began to hurry Miss Parker,
Speaker 1: saying she would never have the letters typed in time
Speaker 1: for post. The man listened to the clicking of the
Speaker 1: machine for a few minutes, and then set to work
Speaker 1: to finish his copy. But his head was not clear,
Speaker 1: and his mind wandered away to the glare and rattle
Speaker 1: of the public house. It was a night for hot punches.
Speaker 1: He struggled on with his copy, but when the clock
Speaker 1: struck five, he had still fourteen pages to write. Blasted,
Speaker 1: he couldn't finish it in time. He longed to execrate aloud,
Speaker 1: to bring his fist down on something violently. He was
Speaker 1: so enraged that he wrote Bernard Bernard instead of Bernard
Speaker 1: at Bodley and had to begin again on a clean sheet.
Speaker 1: He felt strong enough to clear out the whole office
Speaker 1: single handed. His body ached to do something, to rush
Speaker 1: out and revel in violence all the indignities of his
Speaker 1: life enraged him. Could he ask the cashier privately for
Speaker 1: an advance? No, the cashier was no good, No damn good.
Speaker 1: He wouldn't give an advance. He knew where he would
Speaker 1: meet the boys Leonard and o'halaran and Nosey Flynn. The
Speaker 1: barometer of his emotional nature was set for a spell
Speaker 1: of riot. His imagination had so abstracted him that his
Speaker 1: name was called twice before he answered. Mister Elaine and
Speaker 1: Miss Delacour were standing outside the counter, and all the
Speaker 1: clerks had turned round in anticipation of something. The man
Speaker 1: got up from his desk. Mister Elaine began a tirade
Speaker 1: of abuse, saying that two letters were missing. The man
Speaker 1: answered that he knew nothing about them, that he had
Speaker 1: made a faithful copy. The tirade continued. It was so
Speaker 1: bitter and violent that the man could hardly restrain his
Speaker 1: fist from descending upon the head of the mannikin before him.
Speaker 1: I know nothing about any other two letters, he said, stupidly,
Speaker 1: you know nothing. Of course, you know nothing, said mister Alaine.
Speaker 1: Tell me, he added, glancing first for approval to the
Speaker 1: lady beside him. Do ye take me for a fool?
Speaker 1: D'ye think me an utter fool. The man glanced from
Speaker 1: the lady's face to the little egg shaped head and
Speaker 1: back again, and almost before he was aware of it,
Speaker 1: his tongue had found a felicitous moment. I don't think, sir,
Speaker 1: He said that that's a fair question to put to me.
Speaker 1: There was a pause in the very breathing of the clerks.
Speaker 1: Every one was astounded. The author of the wittessesm no
Speaker 1: less than his neighbors, and Miss Callaqueur, who was a stout,
Speaker 1: amiable person, began to smile broadly. Mister Elaine flushed to
Speaker 1: the hue of a wild rose, and his mouth twitched
Speaker 1: with a dwarf's passion. He shook his fist in the
Speaker 1: man's face till it seemed to vibrate like the knob
Speaker 1: of some electric machine. You impertinent, ruffian, You impertinent ruffian.
Speaker 1: I'll make short work of you. Wait till you see
Speaker 1: you'll apologize to me for your impertinence, or you'll quit
Speaker 1: the office instant her you'll quit this I'm telling you,
Speaker 1: or you'll apologize to me. He stood in a doorway
Speaker 1: opposite the office, watching to see if the cashier would
Speaker 1: come out alone. All the clerks passed out, and finally
Speaker 1: the cashier came out with chief Clerk. It was no
Speaker 1: use trying to say a word to him when he
Speaker 1: was with the chief clerk. The man felt that his
Speaker 1: position was bad enough. He had been obliged to offer
Speaker 1: an abject apology to mister Elaine for his impertinence. But
Speaker 1: he knew what a hornet's nest the office would be
Speaker 1: for him. He could remember the way in which mister
Speaker 1: Elaine had hounded little Peak out of the office in
Speaker 1: order to make room for his own nephew. He felt
Speaker 1: savage and thirsty and revengeful, annoyed with himself and with
Speaker 1: every one else. Mister Elaine would never give him an
Speaker 1: hour's rest. His life would be a hell to him.
Speaker 1: He had made a proper fool of himself this time.
Speaker 1: Could he not keep his tongue in his cheek. But
Speaker 1: they had never pulled together from the first, he and
Speaker 1: mister Elaine ever since the day mister Elaine had overheard
Speaker 1: him mimicking his North of Ireland accent to amuse Higgins
Speaker 1: and miss Parker. That had been the beginning of it.
Speaker 1: He might have tried Higgins for the money, but sure
Speaker 1: Higgins never had anything for himself, a man with two
Speaker 1: establishments to keep up. Of course, he couldn't. He felt
Speaker 1: his great body again aching for the comfort of the
Speaker 1: public house. The fog had begun to chill him, and
Speaker 1: he wondered could he touch Pat in O'Neill's. He could
Speaker 1: not touch him for more than a bob, and a
Speaker 1: bob was no use. Yet he must get money somewhere
Speaker 1: or other. He had spent his last penny for the
Speaker 1: g P, and soon it would be too late for
Speaker 1: getting money anywhere. Suddenly, as he was fingering his watch chain,
Speaker 1: he thought of Terry Kelly's pawn office in Fleet Street.
Speaker 1: That was a dart. Why didn't he think of it sooner?
Speaker 1: He went through the narrow alley of Temple Bar, quickly
Speaker 1: muttering to himself that they could all go to hell,
Speaker 1: because he was going to have a good night of it.
Speaker 1: The clerk in Terry Kelly's said a crown, but the
Speaker 1: consigner held out for six shillings, and in the end
Speaker 1: the six shillings was allowed him. Literally, he came out
Speaker 1: of the pawn office joyfully, making a little cylinder of
Speaker 1: the coins between his thumb and fingers. In Westmoreland Street.
Speaker 1: The footpaths were crowded with young men and women returning
Speaker 1: from business, and ragged urchins ran here and there, yelling
Speaker 1: out the names of the evening editions. The man passed
Speaker 1: through the crowd, looking on the spectacle General with proud
Speaker 1: satisfaction and staring masterfully at the office girls. His head
Speaker 1: was full of the noises of tram gongs and swishing trolleys,
Speaker 1: and his nose already sniffed the curling fumes of punch.
Speaker 1: As he walked on, he preconsidered the terms in which
Speaker 1: he would narrate the incident to the boys. So I
Speaker 1: just looked at him coolly, you know, and looked at her.
Speaker 1: Then I looked back at him again, taking my time.
Speaker 1: You know, I don't think that that's a fair question
Speaker 1: to put to me, says I Nosey. Flynn was sitting
Speaker 1: up in his usual corner of Davy Byrne's, and when
Speaker 1: he heard the story, he stood Farrington a half one,
Speaker 1: saying it was as smart a thing as ever he heard.
Speaker 1: Farrington stood a drink in his turn. After a while
Speaker 1: o'haleran and Paddy Leonard came in and the story was
Speaker 1: repeated to them. Oh Halleran stood tailors of malt hot
Speaker 1: all round and told the story of the retort he
Speaker 1: had made to the chief clerk when he was in
Speaker 1: Callons of Fowns Street. But as the retort was after
Speaker 1: the manner of the liberal shepherds in Thegs, he had
Speaker 1: to admit that it was not as clever as Farrington's retort.
Speaker 1: At this Farrington told the boys to polish off that
Speaker 1: and have another. Just as they were naming their poisons,
Speaker 1: who should come in but Higgins, of course, he had
Speaker 1: to join in with the others. The men asked him
Speaker 1: to get his version of it, and he did so
Speaker 1: with great vivacity, for the sight of five small hot
Speaker 1: whiskies was very exhilarating. Everyone roared laughing when he showed
Speaker 1: the way in which mister Elaine shook his fist in
Speaker 1: Farrington's face. Then he imitated Farrington saying, and here was
Speaker 1: my nabs, as cool as you please, while Farrington looked
Speaker 1: at the company out of his heavy dirty eyes, smiling
Speaker 1: and at times drawing forth stray drops of liquor from
Speaker 1: his mustache with the aid of his lower lip. When
Speaker 1: that round was over, there was a pause O'Halleran had money,
Speaker 1: but neither of the other two seemed to have any,
Speaker 1: so the whole party left the shop somewhat regretfully. At
Speaker 1: the corner of Duke Street, Higgins and Nosey Flynn beveled
Speaker 1: off to the left, while the other three turned back
Speaker 1: towards the city. Rain was drizzling down on the cold streets,
Speaker 1: and when they reached the Ballast Office, Farrington suggested the
Speaker 1: Scotch House. The bar was full of men and loud
Speaker 1: with the noise of tongues and glasses. The three men
Speaker 1: pushed past the whining match cellars at the door and
Speaker 1: formed a little party at the corner of the counter.
Speaker 1: They began to exchange stories. Leonard introduced them to a
Speaker 1: young fellow named Weathers, who was performing at the Tivoli
Speaker 1: as an acrobat and knock about artiste. Farrington stood a
Speaker 1: drink all round. Weathers said he would take a small
Speaker 1: irish and a pollinaris. Farrington, who had definite notions of
Speaker 1: what was what, asked the boys would they have an
Speaker 1: apollinaris too, but the boys told Tim to make theirs hot.
Speaker 1: The talk became theatrical. O'Halleran stood around and then Farrington
Speaker 1: stood another round Weathers protesting that the hospitality was too irish.
Speaker 1: He promised to get them in behind the scenes and
Speaker 1: introduce them to some nice girls. O'haleran said that he
Speaker 1: and Leonard would go, but that Farrington wouldn't go because
Speaker 1: he was a married man, and Farrington's heavy, dirty eyes
Speaker 1: leered at the company in token that he understood he
Speaker 1: was being shaffed. Weathers made them all have just one
Speaker 1: little tincture at his expense and promised to meet them
Speaker 1: later on at Mulligan's in Poolbeg Street. When the Scotch
Speaker 1: house closed, they went round to Mulligan's. They went into
Speaker 1: the parlor at the back and o'haleran ordered small hot
Speaker 1: specials all round. They were all beginning to feel mellow.
Speaker 1: Farrington was just standing another round when Weathers came back.
Speaker 1: Much to Farrington's relief, he drank a glass of bitter.
Speaker 1: This time. Funds were getting low, but they had enough
Speaker 1: to keep them going. Presently, two young women with big
Speaker 1: hats and a young man in the check suit came
Speaker 1: in and sat at a table close by. Weathers saluted
Speaker 1: them and told the company that they were out of
Speaker 1: the Tivoli. Farrington's eyes wandered at every moment in the
Speaker 1: direction of one of the young women. There was something
Speaker 1: striking in her appearance. An immense scarf of peacock blue
Speaker 1: muslin was wound round her hat and knotted in a
Speaker 1: great bow under her chin, and she wore bright yellow
Speaker 1: gloves reaching to the elbow. Farrington gazed admiringly at the
Speaker 1: plump arm, which she moved very often and with much grace.
Speaker 1: And when after a little time she answered his gaze,
Speaker 1: he admired still more her large, dark brown eyes. The oblique,
Speaker 1: staring expression in them fascinated him. She glanced at him
Speaker 1: once or twice, and when the party was leaving the room,
Speaker 1: she brushed against his chair and said, oh, pardon, in
Speaker 1: a London accent. He watched her leave the room in
Speaker 1: the hope that she would look back at him, but
Speaker 1: he was disappointed. He cursed his want of money, and
Speaker 1: cursed all the rounds he had stood, particularly all the
Speaker 1: whiskies in Apollinaris, which she had stood to weathers. If
Speaker 1: there was one thing that he he hated, it was
Speaker 1: a sponge. He was so angry that he lost count
Speaker 1: of the conversation of his friends. When Paddy Leonard called him,
Speaker 1: he found that they were talking about feats of strength.
Speaker 1: Weathers was showing his biceps muscle to the company and
Speaker 1: boasting so much that the other two had called on
Speaker 1: Farrington to uphold the national honor. Farrington pulled up his
Speaker 1: sleeve accordingly and showed his biceps muscle to the company.
Speaker 1: The two arms were examined and compared, and finally it
Speaker 1: was agreed to have a trial of strength. The table
Speaker 1: was cleared and the two men rested their elbows on it,
Speaker 1: clasping hands. When Paddy Leonard said go, each was to
Speaker 1: try to bring down the other's hand on to the table.
Speaker 1: Farrington looked very serious and determined. The trial began. After
Speaker 1: about thirty seconds, Weathers brought his opponent's hand slowly down
Speaker 1: on to the table. Farrington's dark wine colored face flushed darker,
Speaker 1: still with anger and humiliation at having been defeated by
Speaker 1: such a s grippling. You're not to put the weight
Speaker 1: of your body behind it. Play fair, he said. Who's
Speaker 1: not playing fair? Said the other? Come on again, the
Speaker 1: two best out of three. The trial began again. The
Speaker 1: veins stood out on Farrington's forehead and the pallor of
Speaker 1: Weather's complexion changed to paeony. Their hands and arms trembled
Speaker 1: under the stress. After a long struggle, Weathers again brought
Speaker 1: his opponent's hand slowly on to the table. There was
Speaker 1: a murmur of applause from the spectators. The curate, who
Speaker 1: was standing beside the table, nodded his red head towards
Speaker 1: the victor and said, with stupid familiarity. Ah, that's the knack.
Speaker 1: What the hell do you know about it? Said Farrington, fiercely,
Speaker 1: turning on the man. What do you put in your
Speaker 1: gap for ssh said O'Halloran, observing the violent expression of
Speaker 1: Farrington's face. Pony up, boys, We'll have just one little
Speaker 1: smahan more and then we'll be off A very A
Speaker 1: sullen faced man stood at the corner of O'Connell Bridge,
Speaker 1: waiting for the little Sandymount tram to take him home.
Speaker 1: He was full of smoldering anger and revengefulness. He felt
Speaker 1: humiliated and discontented. He did not even feel drunk, and
Speaker 1: he had only tuppence in his pocket. He cursed everything
Speaker 1: he had done for himself in the office, pawned his watch,
Speaker 1: spent all his money, and he had not even got drunk.
Speaker 1: He began to feel thirsty again, and he longed to
Speaker 1: be back again in the hot Reeking public house. He
Speaker 1: had lost his reputation as a strong man, having been
Speaker 1: defeated twice by a mere boy. His heart swelled with fury,
Speaker 1: and when he thought of the woman in the big
Speaker 1: hat who had brushed against him and said pardon, his
Speaker 1: fury nearly choked him. His tram let him down at
Speaker 1: Shelbourne Road, and he steered his great body along in
Speaker 1: the shadow of the wall of the barracks. He loathed
Speaker 1: returned to his home. When he went in by the
Speaker 1: side door, he found the kitchen empty and the kitchen
Speaker 1: fire nearly out. He bawled upstairs.
Speaker 2: Aida.
Speaker 1: Aida, his wife, was a little, sharp faced woman who
Speaker 1: bullied her husband when he was sober, and was bullied
Speaker 1: by him when he was drunk. They had five children.
Speaker 1: A little boy came running down the stairs. Who is that?
Speaker 1: Said the man peering through the darkness. Me, Pa, who
Speaker 1: are you Charley? No, Pa, Tom, where's your mother? She's
Speaker 1: out at the chapel. That's right. Did you think of
Speaker 1: even any dinner for me?
Speaker 2: Yes?
Speaker 1: Pa, I light the lamp. What do you mean by
Speaker 1: having the place in darkness are the other children in bed?
Speaker 1: The man sat down heavily on one of the chairs
Speaker 1: while the little boy lit the lamp. He began to
Speaker 1: mimic his son's flat accent, saying half to himself, at
Speaker 1: the chapel, at the chapel, if you'll please. When the
Speaker 1: lamp was lit, he banged his fist on the table
Speaker 1: and shouted, what's for my dinner? I'm going to cook it, pa,
Speaker 1: said the little boy. The man jumped up furiously and
Speaker 1: pointed to the fire. On that fire, you'll let the
Speaker 1: fire out, By God, I'll teach you to do that again.
Speaker 1: He took a step to the door and seized the
Speaker 1: walking stick, which was standing behind it. I'll teach you
Speaker 1: to let the fire out, he said, rolling up his
Speaker 1: sleeve in order to get his arm free play. The
Speaker 1: little boy cried, oh pa, and ran whimpering round the table,
Speaker 1: but the man followed him and caught him by the coat.
Speaker 1: The little boy looked about him wildly, but seeing no
Speaker 1: way of escape, fell upon his knees. Now you'll let
Speaker 1: the fire out the next time, said the man, striking
Speaker 1: at him vigorously with the stick. Take that, you, little
Speaker 1: whelp The boy uttered a squeal of pain as the
Speaker 1: stick cut his thigh. He clasped his hands together in
Speaker 1: the air, and his voice shook with fright. Oh Pa,
Speaker 1: he cried, don't beat me, Pa, and I'll I'll say
Speaker 1: Hail Mary for you. I'll say a Hail Mary for you, Paul.
Speaker 1: If you don't beat me, I'll say a hail Mary.
Speaker 1: End of counterparts.