He was very nice with her, and when she was getting out at the Canal Bridge she thanked him and bowed, and he bowed to her and raised his hat and smiled agreeably and while she was going up along the terrace, bending her tiny head under the rain, she thought how easy it was to know a gentleman even when he has a drop taken. Maria agreed with him and favoured him with demure nods and hems. He supposed the bag was full of good things for the little ones and said it was only right that the youngsters should enjoy themselves while they were young. The gentleman began to chat with her about Hallow Eve and the rainy weather. Maria thought he was a colonel-looking gentleman and she reflected how much more polite he was than the young men who simply stared straight before them. He was a stout gentleman and he wore a brown hard hat he had a square red face and a greyish moustache.
She thought she would have to stand in the Drumcondra tram because none of the young men seemed to notice her, but an elderly gentleman made room for her. In spite of its years she found it a nice tidy little body. She changed her blouse too and, as she stood before the mirror, she thought of how she used to dress for mass on Sunday morning when she was a young girl and she looked with quaint affection at the diminutive body which she had so often adorned. Then she took off her working skirt and her house-boots and laid her best skirt out on the bed and her tiny dress-boots beside the foot of the bed. Maria had cut them herself.īut wasnt Maria glad when the women had finished their tea and the cook and the dummy had begun to clear away the tea-things! She went into her little bedroom and, remembering that the next morning was a mass morning, changed the hand of the alarm from seven to six. These barmbracks seemed uncut but if you went closer you would see that they had been cut into long thick even slices and were ready to be handed round at tea. The fire was nice and bright and on one of the side-tables were four very big barmbracks. The kitchen was spick and span: the cook said you could see yourself in the big copper boilers. The matron had given her leave to go out as soon as the womens tea was over, and Maria looked forward to her evening out. ∼lay, in Dubliners, by James Joyce, by James Joyce (1914) - Extracts See full text version in RICORSO Library, via index or attached. ∼lay, in Dubliners, by James Joyce (1914) - Extracts
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