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anyone spoke to him mingled a too polite disbelief with its expectancy.



His coarse brownish hair was combed high off his forehead but there was little order in its arrangement.



A girl might or might not have called him handsome: the face was regular in feature and its pose was almost softened into beauty by a small feminine mouth.



In a general survey of the face the eyes were not prominent: they were small light blue eyes which checked advances.



They were quite fresh and fearless but in spite of this the face was to a certain extent the face of a debauchee.



1901

The president of the college was a sequestrated person who took the chair at reunions and inaugural meetings of societies.

president, Father William Delany (Dillon)


His visible lieutenants were a dean and a bursar.

Father Joseph Darlington, the dean of studies (Butt) 50yo in 1901


The bursar, Stephen thought, fitted his title: a heavy, florid man with a black-grey cap of hair.



He performed his duties with great unction and was often to be seen looming in the hall watching the coming and going of the students.



He insisted on punctuality: a minute or so late once or twice — he would not mind that so much; he would clap his hands and make some cheery reproof.



But what made him severe was a few minutes lost every day: it disturbed the proper working of the classes.



Stephen was nearly always more than a quarter of an hour late and when he arrived the bursar had usually gone back to his office.



One morning, however, he arrived at the school earlier than usual.



Walking up the stone steps before him was a fat student, a very hard-working, timorous young man with a bread-and-jam complexion.



The bursar was standing in the hall with his arms folded across his chest and when he caught sight of the fat young man he looked significantly at the clock. It was eight minutes past eleven.



— Now then, Moloney, you know this won't do. Eight minutes late! Disturbing your class like that — we can't have that, you know. Must be in sharp for lecture every morning in future.

Molony = Arthur Clery? [wiki]

The jam overspread the bread in Moloney's face as he stumbled over some excuses about a clock being wrong and then scurried upstairs to his class. Stephen delayed a little time hanging up his overcoat while the large priest eyed him solemnly. Then he turned his head quietly towards the bursar and said



— Fine morning, sir.



The bursar at once clapped his hands and rubbed them together and clapped them together again. The beauty of the morning and the appositeness of the remark both struck him at the same time and he answered cheerily:



— Beautiful! Fine bracing morning now! and he fell to rubbing his hands again.



One morning Stephen arrived three quarters of an hour late and he thought it his decenter plan to wait till the French lecture should begin. As he was leaning over the banisters, waiting for the twelve o'clock bell to ring a young man began to ascend the winding-stairs slowly. At a few steps from the landing he halted and turned a square rustic face towards Stephen.



— Is this the way to the Matriculation class, if you please, he asked in a brogue accenting the first syllable of Matriculation.



Stephen directed him and the two young men began to talk. The new student was named Madden and came from the county of Limerick. His manner without being exactly diffident was a little scared and he seemed grateful for Stephen's attentions. After the French lecture the two walked across the green together and Stephen brought the newcomer into the National Library. Madden took off his hat at the turnstile and as he leaned on the counter to fill up the docket for his book Stephen remarked the peasant strength of his jaws.



The dean of the college was professor of English, Father Butt. He was reputed the most able man in the college: he was a philosopher and a scholar. He had read a series of papers at a total abstinence club to prove that Shakespeare was a Roman Catholic: he had also written against another Jesuit father who had very late in life been converted to the Baconian theory of the authorship of the plays. Father Butt had always his hands full of papers and his soutane very soiled with chalk. He was an elderly greyhound of a man and his vocal ligaments, like his garb, seemed to be coated with chalk. He had a plausible manner with everyone and was particularly —



Italian lecturer was a Jesuit, Father Charles Ghezzi
English: Thomas Arnold
Arnold's successor as professor of English was Father George O'Neill 37yo in 1901
professor of French was Edouard Cadic 42yo in 1901

George Clancy = Madden (24yo draper's asst in 1901
Francis Skeffington
Thomas Kettle 21yo in 1901
undergrads






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