There must be law, steadily invoked and respected by all nations, for without law, the world promises only such meager justice as the pity of the strong upon the weak. How far away it was! It was better to go to bed to sleep. He's going to be flogged by Mr Gleeson. Sadder to Stephen's ear was his speech: a genteel accent, low and moist, marred by errors, and, listening to it, he wondered was the story true and was the thin blood that flowed in his shrunken frame noble and come of an incestuous love? The park trees were heavy with rain; and rain fell still and ever in the lake, lying grey like a shield.