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Chapter 11
ThenyoungMaddenshowedallthewholeaffairandsaidhowthatshewasdeadandhowforholyreligionsakebyredeofpalmerandbedesmanandforavowhehadmadetoSaintUltanofArbraccanhergoodmanhusbandwouldnotletherdeathwherebytheywereallwondrousgrieved.TowhomyoungStephenhadthesewordsfollowing:Murmur,sirs,isekeoftamonglayfolk.BothbabeandparentnowglorifytheirMaker,theoneinlimbogloom,theotherinpurgefire.But,gramercy,whatofthoseGodpossibledsoulsthatwenightlyimpossibilise,whichisthesinagainsttheHolyGhost,VeryGod,LordandGiverofLife?For,sirs,hesaid,ourlustisbrief.Wearemeanstothosesmallcreatureswithinusandnaturehasotherendsthanwe.ThensaidDixonjuniortoPunchCostellowisthewhatends.Buthehadovermuchdrunkenandthebestwordhecouldhaveofhimwasthathewouldeverdishonestawomanwhososhewereorwifeormaidorlemanifitsofortunedhimtobedeliveredofhisspleenoflustihead.WhereatCrotthersofAlbaLongasangyoungMalachi’spraiseofthatbeasttheunicornhowonceinthemillenniumhecomethbyhishorn,theotherallthiswhile,prickedforwardwiththeirjibeswherewiththeydidmalicehim,witnessingallandseveralbysaintFoutinushisenginesthathewasabletodoanymannerofthingthatlayinmantodo.ThereatlaughedtheyallrightjocundlyonlyyoungStephenandsirLeopoldwhichneverdurstlaughtooopenbyreasonofastrangehumourwhichhewouldnotbewrayandalsoforthatheruedforherthatbarewhososhemightbeorwheresoever.
