CHAPTER 9 DIRTY LINEN-1

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CHAPTER 9 DIRTY LINENAt nine o’clock that evening Mr Campion felt that beside the classical ordeals by fire and by water there should now be numbered the ordeal by dinner at Socrates Close. He could quite understand that no ordinary catastrophe could prevent its solemn ritual taking place, but he realized that its awe-inspiring progress was not lightened by the tragedy hanging over the house. It was a devastating meal. The dining-room was a large square apartment with crimson damask wallpaper and red plush curtains. Dark paint and a Turkey carpet did not tend to brighten the scheme of decoration, and, as Joyce remarked later, one felt overfed upon entering the room. The large oval table was a veritable skating-rink of Irish damask, and upon it there was set out every night a magnificen

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