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Chapter 1
Whatdoyoumean?
—TheimperialBritishstate,Stephenanswered,hiscolourrising,andtheholyRomancatholicandapostolicchurch.
Hainesdetachedfromhisunderlipsomefibresoftobaccobeforehespoke.
—Icanquiteunderstandthat,hesaidcalmly.AnIrishmanmustthinklikethat,Idaresay.WefeelinEnglandthatwehavetreatedyouratherunfairly.Itseemshistoryistoblame.
TheproudpotenttitlesclangedoverStephen’smemorythetriumphoftheirbrazenbells:etunamsanctamcatholicametapostolicamecclesiam:theslowgrowthandchangeofriteanddogmalikehisownrarethoughts,achemistryofstars.SymboloftheapostlesinthemassforpopeMarcellus,thevoicesblended,singingaloneloudinaffirmation:andbehindtheirchantthevigilantangelofthechurchmilitantdisarmedandmenacedherheresiarchs.Ahordeofheresiesfleeingwithmitresawry:PhotiusandthebroodofmockersofwhomMulliganwasone,andArius,warringhislifelongupontheconsubstantialityoftheSonwiththeFather,andValentine,spurningChrist’sterrenebody,andthesubtleAfricanheresiarchSabelliuswhoheldthattheFatherwasHimselfHisownSon.WordsMulliganhadspokenamomentsinceinmockerytothestranger.Idlemockery.Thevoidawaitssurelyallthemthatweavethewind:amenace,adisarmingandaworstingfromthoseembattledangelsofthechurch,Michael’shost,whodefendhereverinthehourofconflictwiththeirlancesandtheirshields.
Hear,hear!Prolongedapplause.Zut!NomdeDieu!
—OfcourseI’maBritisher,Haines’svoicesaid,andIfeelasone.
