After the Race
James Joyce
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The cars came scudding in towards Dublin, running evenly like pellets in the groove of the Naas Road.…
The French, moreover, were virtual victors. Their team had finished solidly; they had been placed second and third…
He was about twenty-six years of age, with a soft, light brown moustache and rather innocent-looking grey eyes.…
The car ran on merrily with its cargo of hilarious youth. The two cousins sat on the front…
Rapid motion through space elates one; so does notoriety; so does the possession of money. These were three…
Of course, the investment was a good one and Ségouin had managed to give the impression that it…
They drove down Dame Street. The street was busy with unusual traffic, loud with the horns of motorists…
In Jimmy’s house this dinner had been pronounced an occasion. A certain pride mingled with his parents’ trepidation,…
The dinner was excellent, exquisite. Ségouin, Jimmy decided, had a very refined taste. The party was increased by…
That night the city wore the mask of a capital. The five young men strolled along Stephen’s Green…
“André.”
“It’s Farley!”
A torrent of talk followed. Farley was an American. No one knew very well what the talk was…
“Fine night, sir!”
It was a serene summer night; the harbour lay like a darkened mirror at their feet. They proceeded…
_“Ho! Ho! Hohé, vraiment!”_
They got into a rowboat at the slip and made out for the American’s yacht. There was to…
“It is delightful!”
There was a yacht piano in the cabin. Villona played a waltz for Farley and Rivière, Farley acting…
Cards! cards! The table was cleared. Villona returned quietly to his piano and played voluntaries for them. The…
The piano had stopped; Villona must have gone up on deck. It was a terrible game. They stopped…
He knew that he would regret in the morning but at present he was glad of the rest,…
“Daybreak, gentlemen!”