O Johnny! He twisted his features into a grimace of heavy bestiality and made a lapping noise with his lips. He knocked again more loudly and his heart jumped when he heard a muffled voice say: --Come in! He turned the handle and opened the door and fumbled for the handle of the green baize door inside. Stephen listened to them in some wonderment for Boland was the dunce and Nash the idler of the class. --Go to sleep again, Temple, said O'Keeffe.