He glanced sideways at Stephen with a strange smile and said: --Do you consider that poetry? Or do you know what the words mean? --I want to see Rosie first, said Stephen. No, it was best to hide out of the way because when you were small and young you could often escape that way. Welcome home, Stephen! Noises of welcome. That was the great reason--" "Why those fiends took him in so long? No doubt, though his indifference must have been awful.