―You hear? said Dante, turning to Mrs. Dedalus.

― Mr. Casey! Simon! said Mrs. Dedalus, let it end now.

―Too bad! Too bad! said uncle Charles.

―What? cried Mr. Dedalus. Were we to desert him at the bidding of the English people?

―He was no longer worthy to lead, said Dante. He was a public sinner.

―We are all sinners and black sinners, said Mr. Casey coldly.