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Dubliners - Joyce, James ยท 53 words
Mr Fogarty interrupted. He took up the bottle and helped the others to a little more. Mr MCoy, seeing that there was not enough to go round, pleaded that he had not finished his first measure. The others accepted under protest. The light music of whisky falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.
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