1 Dante had two brushes in her press.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 2 Perhaps that made her severe against Parnell.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 3 Dante stared across the table, her cheeks shaking.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 4 Mrs Dedalus was eating little and Dante sat with her hands in her lap.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 5 Dante gave him a cachou every time he brought her a piece of tissue paper.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 6 She stuck her ugly old face up at me when she said it and I had my mouth full of tobacco juice.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 7 And when Dante made that noise after dinner and then put up her hand to her mouth: that was heartburn.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 8 Well there was one old lady, and a drunken old harridan she was surely, that paid all her attention to me.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 9 One evening when playing tig she had put her hands over his eyes: long and white and thin and cold and soft.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 10 His mother put her lips on his cheek; her lips were soft and they wetted his cheek; and they made a tiny little noise: kiss.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 11 Mr Casey struggled up from his chair and bent across the table towards her, scraping the air from before his eyes with one hand as though he were tearing aside a cobweb.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 12 And he saw Dante in a maroon velvet dress and with a green velvet mantle hanging from her shoulders walking proudly and silently past the people who knelt by the water's edge.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 13 They lived in Clane, a fellow said: there were little cottages there and he had seen a woman standing at the half-door of a cottage with a child in her arms as the cars had come past from Sallins.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 14 But he had heard his father say that she was a spoiled nun and that she had come out of the convent in the Alleghanies when her brother had got the money from the savages for the trinkets and the chainies.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 15 I let her bawl away, to her heart's content, KITTY O'SHEA and the rest of it till at last she called that lady a name that I won't sully this Christmas board nor your ears, ma'am, nor my own lips by repeating.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 16 He wondered which was right, to be for the green or for the maroon, because Dante had ripped the green velvet back off the brush that was for Parnell one day with her scissors and had told him that Parnell was a bad man.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 17 He was for Ireland and Parnell and so was his father: and so was Dante too for one night at the band on the esplanade she had hit a gentleman on the head with her umbrella because he had taken off his hat when the band played GOD SAVE THE QUEEN at the end.
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