1 The face and the voice went away.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 2 His voice was very gentle and soft.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 3 A voice bade the boys in the dormitory good night.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 4 He heard the voice of the prefect of the chapel saying the last prayers.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 5 But his dark eyes were never fierce and his slow voice was good to listen to.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 6 He listened to Father Arnall's low and gentle voice as he corrected the themes.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 7 But his face was black-looking and his eyes were staring though his voice was so quiet.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 8 Stephen, seeing and hearing the hotel keeper through his father's face and voice, laughed.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 9 Stephen swallowed down the thing again and tried to keep his legs and his voice from shaking.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 10 His white silk badge fluttered and fluttered as he worked at the next sum and heard Father Arnall's voice.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 11 He inclined his head, closed his eyes, and, licking his lips profusely, began to speak with the voice of the hotel keeper.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 12 Two boys were standing in the shelter of a doorway, smoking, and before he reached them he had recognised Heron by his voice.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 13 Yet a voice within him spoke above the noise of his dancing heart, asking him would he take her gift to which he had only to stretch out his hand.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 14 Before the fire an old woman was busy making tea and, as she bustled at the task, she told in a low voice of what the priest and the doctor had said.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 15 The prefect was there again and it was his voice that was saying that he was to get up, that Father Minister had said he was to get up and dress and go to the infirmary.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 16 He thought of the baldy head of the prefect of studies with the cruel no-coloured eyes looking at him and he heard the voice of the prefect of studies asking him twice what his name was.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 17 That was what he had been in prison for and he remembered that one night Sergeant O'Neill had come to the house and had stood in the hall, talking in a low voice with his father and chewing nervously at the chinstrap of his cap.
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