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I was going to reply indignantly that we were not National School boys to be whipped, as he called it; but I remained silent.
ears
ears like
He began to speak on the subject of chastising boys.
like
like the
His mind, as if magnetised again by his speech, seemed to circle slowly round and round its new centre.
the
the word
He said that when boys were that kind they ought to be whipped and well whipped.
word
word gnomon
When a boy was rough and unruly there was nothing would do him any good but a good sound whipping.
gnomon
gnomon in
A slap on the hand or a box on the ear was no good: what he wanted was to get a nice warm whipping.
in
in the
I was surprised at this sentiment and involuntarily glanced up at his face.
the
the euclid
As I did so I met the gaze of a pair of bottle-green eyes peering at me from under a twitching forehead.
euclid
euclid and
I turned my eyes away again.
and
and the
The man continued his monologue.
the
the word
He seemed to have forgotten his recent liberalism.
word
word simony
He said that if ever he found a boy talking to girls or having a girl for a sweetheart he would whip him and whip him; and that would teach him not to be talking to girls.
simony
simony in
And if a boy had a girl for a sweetheart and told lies about it then he would give him such a whipping as no boy ever got in this world.
in
in the
He said that there was nothing in this world he would like so well as that.
the
the catechism
He described to me how he would whip such a boy as if he were unfolding some elaborate mystery.
catechism
catechism but
He would love that, he said, better than anything in this world; and his voice, as he led me monotonously through the mystery, grew almost affectionate and seemed to plead with me that I should understand him.
but
but now
I waited till his monologue paused again.
now
now it
Then I stood up abruptly.
it
it sounded
Lest I should betray my agitation I delayed a few moments pretending to fix my shoe properly and then, saying that I was obliged to go, I bade him good-day.
sounded
sounded to
I went up the slope calmly but my heart was beating quickly with fear that he would seize me by the ankles.
to
to me
When I reached the top of the slope I turned round and, without looking at him, called loudly across the field: “Murphy!” My voice had an accent of forced bravery in it and I was ashamed of my paltry stratagem.
me
me like
I had to call the name again before Mahony saw me and hallooed in answer.
like
like the
How my heart beat as he came running across the field to me!
the
the name
He ran as if to bring me aid.
name
name of
And I was penitent; for in my heart I had always despised him a little.
of
of some
ARABY North Richmond Street, being blind, was a quiet street except at the hour when the Christian Brothers’ School set the boys free.
some
some maleficent
An uninhabited house of two storeys stood at the blind end, detached from its neighbours in a square ground.
maleficent
maleficent and
The other houses of the street, conscious of decent lives within them, gazed at one another with brown imperturbable faces.
and
and sinful
The former tenant of our house, a priest, had died in the back drawing-room.
sinful
sinful being
Air, musty from having been long enclosed, hung in all the rooms, and the waste room behind the kitchen was littered with old useless papers.
being
being it
Among these I found a few paper-covered books, the pages of which were curled and damp: The Abbot, by Walter Scott, The Devout Communicant and The Memoirs of Vidocq.
it
it filled
I liked the last best because its leaves were yellow.
filled
filled me
The wild garden behind the house contained a central apple-tree and a few straggling bushes under one of which I found the late tenant’s rusty bicycle-pump.
me
me with
He had been a very charitable priest; in his will he had left all his money to institutions and the furniture of his house to his sister.
with
with fear
When the short days of winter came dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners.
fear
fear and
When we met in the street the houses had grown sombre.
and
and yet
The space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns.
yet
yet i
The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed.
i
i longed
Our shouts echoed in the silent street.
longed
longed to
The career of our play brought us through the dark muddy lanes behind the houses where we ran the gauntlet of the rough tribes from the cottages, to the back doors of the dark dripping gardens where odours arose from the ashpits, to the dark odorous stables where a coachman smoothed and combed the horse or shook music from the buckled harness.
to
to be
When we returned to the street light from the kitchen windows had filled the areas.
be
be nearer
If my uncle was seen turning the corner we hid in the shadow until we had seen him safely housed.
nearer
nearer to
Or if Mangan’s sister came out on the doorstep to call her brother in to his tea we watched her from our shadow peer up and down the street.
to
to it
We waited to see whether she would remain or go in and, if she remained, we left our shadow and walked up to Mangan’s steps resignedly.
it
it and
She was waiting for us, her figure defined by the light from the half-opened door.
and
and to
Her brother always teased her before he obeyed and I stood by the railings looking at her.
to
to look
Her dress swung as she moved her body and the soft rope of her hair tossed from side to side.
look
look upon
Every morning I lay on the floor in the front parlour watching her door.
upon
upon its
The blind was pulled down to within an inch of the sash so that I could not be seen.
its
its deadly
When she came out on the doorstep my heart leaped.
deadly
deadly work
I ran to the hall, seized my books and followed her.
work
work old
I kept her brown figure always in my eye and, when we came near the point at which our ways diverged, I quickened my pace and passed her.
old
old cotter
This happened morning after morning.
cotter
cotter was
I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
was
was sitting
Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance.
sitting
sitting at
On Saturday evenings when my aunt went marketing I had to go to carry some of the parcels.
at
at the
We walked through the flaring streets, jostled by drunken men and bargaining women, amid the curses of labourers, the shrill litanies of shop-boys who stood on guard by the barrels of pigs’ cheeks, the nasal chanting of street-singers, who sang a come-all-you about O’Donovan Rossa, or a ballad about the troubles in our native land.
the
the fire
These noises converged in a single sensation of life for me: I imagined that I bore my chalice safely through a throng of foes.
fire
fire smoking
Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand.
smoking
smoking when
My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out into my bosom.
when
when i
I thought little of the future.
i
i came
I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration.
came
came downstairs
But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.
downstairs
downstairs to
One evening I went into the back drawing-room in which the priest had died.
to
to supper
It was a dark rainy evening and there was no sound in the house.
supper
supper while
Through one of the broken panes I heard the rain impinge upon the earth, the fine incessant needles of water playing in the sodden beds.
while
while my
Some distant lamp or lighted window gleamed below me.
my
my aunt
I was thankful that I could see so little.
aunt
aunt was
All my senses seemed to desire to veil themselves and, feeling that I was about to slip from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they trembled, murmuring: “O love!
was
was ladling
O love!” many times.
ladling
ladling out
At last she spoke to me.
out
out my
When she addressed the first words to me I was so confused that I did not know what to answer.
my
my stirabout
She asked me was I going to Araby.
stirabout
stirabout he
I forgot whether I answered yes or no.
he
he said
It would be a splendid bazaar, she said; she would love to go.
said
said as
“And why can’t you?” I asked.
as
as if
While she spoke she turned a silver bracelet round and round her wrist.
if
if returning
She could not go, she said, because there would be a retreat that week in her convent.
returning
returning to
Her brother and two other boys were fighting for their caps and I was alone at the railings.
to
to some
She held one of the spikes, bowing her head towards me.
some
some former
The light from the lamp opposite our door caught the white curve of her neck, lit up her hair that rested there and, falling, lit up the hand upon the railing.
former
former remark
It fell over one side of her dress and caught the white border of a petticoat, just visible as she stood at ease.
remark
remark of
“It’s well for you,” she said.
of
of his
“If I go,” I said, “I will bring you something.” What innumerable follies laid waste my waking and sleeping thoughts after that evening!
his
his no
I wished to annihilate the tedious intervening days.
no
no i
I chafed against the work of school.
i
i wouldn
At night in my bedroom and by day in the classroom her image came between me and the page I strove to read.
wouldn
wouldn t
The syllables of the word Araby were called to me through the silence in which my soul luxuriated and cast an Eastern enchantment over me.
t
t say
I asked for leave to go to the bazaar on Saturday night.
say
say he
My aunt was surprised and hoped it was not some Freemason affair.
he
he was
I answered few questions in class.
was
was exactly
I watched my master’s face pass from amiability to sternness; he hoped I was not beginning to idle.
exactly
exactly but
I could not call my wandering thoughts together.
but
but there
I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child’s play, ugly monotonous child’s play.
there
there was
On Saturday morning I reminded my uncle that I wished to go to the bazaar in the evening.
was
was something
He was fussing at the hallstand, looking for the hat-brush, and answered me curtly: “Yes, boy, I know.” As he was in the hall I could not go into the front parlour and lie at the window.
something
something queer
I left the house in bad humour and walked slowly towards the school.
queer
queer there
The air was pitilessly raw and already my heart misgave me.
there
there was
When I came home to dinner my uncle had not yet been home.
was
was something
Still it was early.
something
something uncanny