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“We’re all going to wash the pot.” Huh???

So funny to see “hubby” in a book from the early 1900s

“Her faith was bounded by her kitchen but, if she was put to it, she could believe also in the banshee and in the Holy Ghost.”

“She stood still for an instant like an angry stone image and, when the first notes of the song struck her, she caught up her daughter’s cloak and said to her husband:
-Get a cab!”

Another emphasis on paralysis

Wooo that one was so political I did not understand any of it lol

“She seemed to be near him in the darkness. At moments he seemed to feel her voice touch his ear, her hand touch his. He stood still to listen. Why had he withheld life from her? Why had he sentenced her to death? He felt his moral nature falling to pieces.”

So sad!!!

“His face, which carried the entire tale of his years, was of the brown tint of Dublin streets… His cheekbones also gave his face a harsh character; but there was no harshness in the eyes which, looking at the world from under their tawny eyebrows, gave the impression of a man ever alert to greet a redeeming instinct in others but often disappointed.”

That was lovely!

“But no one tried to show her her mistake; and when she had ended her song Joe was very much moved. He said that there was no time like the long ago and no music for him like poor old Balfe,28 whatever other people might say…”

Oof that was horrible <\3

“Who are you? Charlie?”
“No, pa. Tom.”

Well that just ripped my heart out