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Stephen heard his father's voice break into a laugh which was almost a sob.
—He was the handsomest man in Cork at that time,by God he was! The women used to stand to look after him in the street.
He heard the sob passing loudly down his father's throat and opened his eyes with a nervous impulse.The sunlight breaking suddenly on his sight turned the sky and clouds into a fantastic world of sombre masses with lakelike spaces of dark rosy light. His very brain was sick and powerless. He could scarcely interpret the letters of the signboards of the shops.By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard in it an echo of the infuriated cries within him. He could respond to no earthly or human appeal,dumb and insensible to the call of summer and gladness and companionship, wearied and dejected by his father's voice. He could scarcely recognise as his own thoughts, and repeated slowly to himself: