—Ah, listen to this for God’ sake, Ned Lambert pleaded. Or again if we but climb the serried mountain peaks...
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#Ulysse 2439
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10 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacPractice dwindling. A mighthavebeen. Losing heart. Gambling. Debts of honour. Reaping the whirlwind. Used to get good retainers from D. and T. Fitzgerald. Their wigs to show the grey matter. Brains on their sleeve like the statue in Glasnevin. Believe he does some literary work for the Express with Gabriel Conroy. Wellread fellow. Myles Crawford began on the Independent. Funny the way those newspaper men veer about when they get wind of a new opening. Weathercocks. Hot and cold in the same breath. Wouldn’t know which to believe. One story good till you hear the next. Go for one another baldheaded in the papers and then all blows over. Hail fellow well met the next moment.
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#Ulysse 2437
9 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacJ. J. O’Molloy strolled to the sloping desk and began to turn back the pink pages of the file.
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#Ulysse 2436
8 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac—Very much so, professor MacHugh said. To be seen and heard. He’s in his sanctum with Lenehan.
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#Ulysse 2435
7 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac—Is the editor to be seen ? J. J. O’Molloy asked, looking towards the inner door.
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#Ulysse 2434
6 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac—You’re looking extra.
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#Ulysse 2433
5 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac—Or again if we but climb the serried mountain peaks.
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#Ulysse 2432
4 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacWhat’s in the wind, I wonder. Money worry.
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#Ulysse 2431
3 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacTouch and go with him.
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#Ulysse 2430
2 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacDecline, poor chap. That hectic flush spells finis for a man.