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The Dead
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"The Dead
James Joyce
L ily, the caretaker's daughter, was literally run off her feet.
Hardly had she brought one gentleman into the little pantry
behind the office on the ground floor and helped him off with his
overcoat than the wheezy hall-door bell clanged again and she had
to scamper along the bare hallway to let in another guest. It was
well for her she had not to attend to the ladies also. But Miss Kate
and Miss Julia had thought of that and had converted the
bathroom upstairs into a ladies' dressing-room. Miss Kate and
Miss Julia were there, gossiping and laughing and fussing,
walking after each other to the head of the stairs, peering down
over the banisters and calling down to Lily to ask her who had
come.
It was always a great affair, the Misses Morkan's annual dance.
Everybody who knew them came to it, members of the
family, old friends of the family, the members of Julia's choir, any
of Kate's pupils that were grown up enough and even some of
Mary Jane's pupils too. Never once had it fallen flat. For years
and years it had gone off in splendid style as long as anyone could
remember; ever since Kate and Julia, after the death of their
brother Pat, had left the house in Stoney Batter and taken Mary
Jane, their only niece, to live with them in the dark gaunt house
on Usher's Island, the upper part of which they had rented from
Mr Fulham, the corn- factor on the ground floor. That was a good
thirty years ago if it was a day. Mary Jane, who was then a little
girl in short clothes, was now the main prop of the household for
she had the organ in Haddington Road. She had been through the
Academy and gave a pupils' concert every year in the upper room
of the Antient Concert Rooms. Many of her pupils belonged to
better-class families on the Kingstown and Dalkey line. Old as
they were, her aunts also did their share. Julia, though she was
quite grey, was still the leading soprano in Adam and Eve's, and
Kate,"
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