—Ay, a grass one, Myles Crawford said, his eye running down the typescript. Emperor’s horses. Habsburg. An Irishman saved his life on the ramparts of Vienna. Don’t you forget ! Maximilian Karl O’Donnell, graf von Tirconnell in Ireland. Sent his heir over to make the king an Austrian fieldmarshal now. Going to be trouble there one day. Wild geese. O yes, every time. Don’t you forget that !
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#Ulysse 2573
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2 mars 2019, par Guillaume Vissac—The moot point is did he forget it, J. J. O’Molloy said quietly, turning a horseshoe paperweight. Saving princes is a thank you job.
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27 février 2019, par Guillaume VissacA woman brought sin into the world. For Helen, the runaway wife of Menelaus, ten years the Greeks. O’Rourke, prince of Breffni.
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#Ulysse 2576
4 mars 2019, par Guillaume Vissac—I’ll tell you how it was, Myles Crawford began. A Hungarian it was one day...
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3 mars 2019, par Guillaume VissacProfessor MacHugh turned on him.
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6 mars 2019, par Guillaume Vissac—We were always loyal to lost causes, the professor said. Success for us is the death of the intellect and of the imagination. We were never loyal to the successful. We serve them. I teach the blatant Latin language. I speak the tongue of a race the acme of whose mentality is the maxim : time is money. Material domination. Domine ! Lord ! Where is the spirituality ? Lord Jesus ? Lord Salisbury ? A sofa in a westend club. But the Greek !
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#Ulysse 2577
5 mars 2019, par Guillaume VissacLOST CAUSES
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7 mars 2019, par Guillaume VissacKYRIE ELEISON !
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28 février 2019, par Guillaume Vissac—Is he a widower ? Stephen asked.
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26 février 2019, par Guillaume Vissac—O, I know him, Myles Crawford said, and I knew his wife too. The bloodiest old tartar God ever made. By Jesus, she had the foot and mouth disease and no mistake ! The night she threw the soup in the waiter’s face in the Star and Garter. Oho !