Why is he on his knees, Father Arnall? --He wrote a bad Latin theme, Father Arnall said, and he missed all the questions in grammar. We were on the edge of the lake, and, as we had lately begun geography, the lake was the Sea of Azof. The parlour fire would not draw that evening and Mr Dedalus rested the poker against the bars of the grate to attract the flame. The firelight flickered on the wall and beyond the window a spectral dusk was gathering upon the river.