Then he said: --Well, I can't help thinking of our friend Christopher manufacturing. He gulped down the spittle in his throat as if he were gulping down the phrase and, fumbling at the peak of his tweed cap, turned to Stephen, saying: --Excuse me, sir, what do you mean by that expression you uttered just now? Feeling himself jostled by the students near him, he said to them: --I am curious to know now what he meant by that expression. But as a saint of our times has said, every day we are called to do small things with great love. He was in one of the angles, the one away from the house, very erect, as it struck me, and with both hands on the ledge.