—You, Cochrane, what city sent for him?
—Tarentum, sir.
—Very good. Well?
—There was a battle, sir.
—Very good. Where?
The boy’s blank face asked the blank window.
James Joyce. Ulysses. 1922. Capítulo 2. Edición on-line Project Gutenberg.
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