down the stairs at their heels and rushed out into the street, yelling:

Racing special!

Dublin. I have much, much to learn.

They turned to the left along Abbey street.

I have a vision too, Stephen said.

Yes? the professor said, skipping to get into step. Crawford will follow.

Another newsboy shot past them, yelling as he ran:

Racing special!

DEAR DIRTY DUBLIN

Dubliners.

Two Dublin vestals, Stephen said, elderly and pious, have lived fifty and fiftythree years in Fumbally’s lane.