Портрет художника в юності

Chapter 5

           

           Whentheenamelledbasinhadbeenfittedintothewellofthesinkandtheoldwashinggloveflungonthesideofitheallowedhismothertoscrubhisneckandrootintothefoldsofhisearsandintotheintersticesatthewingsofhisnose.

           Well,it’sapoorcase,shesaid,whenauniversitystudentissodirtythathismotherhastowashhim.

           Butitgivesyoupleasure,saidStephencalmly.

           Anear-splittingwhistlewasheardfromupstairsandhismotherthrustadampoverallintohishands,saying:

           Dryyourselfandhurryoutfortheloveofgoodness.

           Asecondshrillwhistle,prolongedangrily,broughtoneofthegirlstothefootofthestaircase.

           Yes,father?

           Isyourlazybitchofabrothergoneoutyet?

           Yes,father.

           Sure?

           Yes,father.

           Hm!

           Thegirlcameback,makingsignstohimtobequickandgooutquietlybytheback.Stephenlaughedandsaid:

           Hehasacuriousideaofgendersifhethinksabitchismasculine.

           Ah,it’sascandalousshameforyou,Stephen,saidhismother,andyou’lllivetoruethedayyousetyourfootinthatplace.Iknowhowithaschangedyou.

           Goodmorning,everybody,saidStephen,smilingandkissingthetipsofhisfingersinadieu.

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