Webb Schools - El Espejo Yearbook (Claremont, CA)

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Js he came back to the hearth, limping slightly but with a brisk step, Stephen saw the silent soul of a Jesuit looking out at him from pale loveless eyes. Like Ignatius he was lame but in his eyes burned no spark of Ignatius ' s enthusiasm. Even the legendary craft of the company, a craft subtler and more secret than its fabled books of secret subtle wisdom, had not fired his soul with the energy of apostleship. It seemed as if the shifts and lore and cunning of the world, as bidden to do, for the greater glory of God, without job in their handling or hatred of that in them which was evil but turning them, with a firm gesture of obedience, back upon their lives: and for all this silent service it seemed as if he loved not all the master and little, if at all. the ends he served. James Joyce 88