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Chapter 3
DroppingdownlockbylocktoDublin.Withturffromthemidlandbogs.Salute.Heliftedhisbrownstrawhat,salutingPaddyDignam.
TheydroveonpastBrianBoroimhehouse.Nearitnow.
—IwonderhowisourfriendFogartygettingon,MrPowersaid.
—BetteraskTomKernan,MrDedalussaid.
—Howisthat?MartinCunninghamsaid.Lefthimweeping,Isuppose?
—Thoughlosttosight,MrDedalussaid,tomemorydear.
ThecarriagesteeredleftforFinglasroad.
Thestonecutter’syardontheright.Lastlap.Crowdedonthespitoflandsilentshapesappeared,white,sorrowful,holdingoutcalmhands,kneltingrief,pointing.Fragmentsofshapes,hewn.Inwhitesilence:appealing.Thebestobtainable.Thos.H.Dennany,monumentalbuilderandsculptor.
Passed.
OnthecurbstonebeforeJimmyGeary,thesexton’s,anoldtrampsat,grumbling,emptyingthedirtandstonesoutofhishugedustbrownyawningboot.Afterlife’sjourney.
Gloomygardensthenwentby:onebyone:gloomyhouses.
MrPowerpointed.
—ThatiswhereChildswasmurdered,hesaid.Thelasthouse.
—Soitis,MrDedalussaid.Agruesomecase.SeymourBushegothimoff.Murderedhisbrother.Orsotheysaid.
—Thecrownhadnoevidence,MrPowersaid.
—Onlycircumstantial,MartinCunninghamadded.That’sthemaximofthelaw.Betterforninetynineguiltytoescapethanforoneinnocentpersontobewrongfullycondemned.
Theylooked.Murderer’sground.Itpasseddarkly.Shuttered,tenantless,unweededgarden.Wholeplacegonetohell.Wrongfullycondemned.Murder.Themurderer’simageintheeyeofthemurdered.Theylovereadingaboutit.