Портрет художника в юності
Chapter 4
What,then,hadbecomeofthatdeep-rootedshynessofhiswhichhadmadehimlothtoeatordrinkunderastrangeroof?Whathadcomeoftheprideofhisspiritwhichhadalwaysmadehimconceivehimselfasabeingapartineveryorder?
TheReverendStephenDedalus,S.J.
Hisnameinthatnewlifeleapedintocharactersbeforehiseyesandtoittherefollowedamentalsensationofanundefinedfaceorcolourofaface.Thecolourfadedandbecamestronglikeachangingglowofpallidbrickred.Wasittherawreddishglowhehadsooftenseenonwintrymorningsontheshavengillsofthepriests?Thefacewaseyelessandsour-favouredanddevout,shotwithpinktingesofsuffocatedanger.WasitnotamentalspectreofthefaceofoneofthejesuitswhomsomeoftheboyscalledLanternJawsandothersFoxyCampbell?
HewaspassingatthatmomentbeforethejesuithouseinGardinerStreetandwonderedvaguelywhichwindowwouldbehisifheeverjoinedtheorder.Thenhewonderedatthevaguenessofhiswonder,attheremotenessofhisownsoulfromwhathehadhithertoimaginedhersanctuary,atthefrailholdwhichsomanyyearsoforderandobediencehadofhimwhenonceadefiniteandirrevocableactofhisthreatenedtoendforever,intimeandineternity,hisfreedom.Thevoiceofthedirectorurginguponhimtheproudclaimsofthechurchandthemysteryandpowerofthepriestlyofficerepeateditselfidlyinhismemory.
