—No, by God! asserted Mr Dedalus. I'll sing a tenor song against him or I'll vault a five-barred gate against him or I'll run with him after the hounds across the country as I did thirty years ago along with the Kerry Boy and the best man for it.
—But he'll beat you here, said the little old man,tapping his forehead and raising his glass to drain it.
—Well, I hope he'll be as good a man as his father. That's all I can say, said Mr Dedalus.