| 单词 | Ignatius |
| 例句 | But he returned with one of the smallest metal stools that Ignatius had ever seen. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Sirs: Did you really send me this telegram, Ignatius? A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius noticed hopelessly that she had added a dash of color by pinning a wilted poinsettia to the lapel of her topper. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Then Ignatius’ valve closed again, and he rolled over on his left side to press the valve open. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She gave Ignatius a light rabbit punch to the stomach. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius glanced about at the handful of empty-eyed men seated in the place. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Perhaps you are the hope for the future,” Ignatius said, dramatically pounding one paw into the other. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius shouted, unable to contain himself any longer. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Aw, Lord, I had this since Ignatius made his First Communion.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She released him and ran to the front door, where she turned and called, “I’m sorry I run into that building, Ignatius. I love you.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius staggered up the brick path to the house, climbed the steps painfully, and rang the bell. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius breathed pitifully, bumping the tin hot dog over the low cement sill of the garage. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I’ll show this offensive trollop,” Ignatius mumbled, throwing the art theater schedule into the fire beneath the stew. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was just the type to be a communist. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Goodness knows what will happen,” Ignatius said disinterestedly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “What kinda speech you gonna make? Where you going to, Ignatius? Tell me, boy?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius learned safety at my knee. He’s always been grateful for that.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Shut up and take a look at this,” Mrs. Reilly almost shouted, throwing a newspaper on Ignatius’ bandage. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius demanded, unpinning his cutlass and waving it about. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked down upon the badge on the blue cap. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius Hipped his camera into action and aimed it at the banner and the workers. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was surprised to feel a small rock bounce off the back of his head. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “She does look rather worn,” Ignatius said, watching Miss Trixie spread the contents of her bag on her desk and sort through the scraps. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I’m sorry to hear that,” Mr. Gonzalez said and put the coat into an old metal locker in which Ignatius saw a bag like the two beside the old woman’s desk. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Once Ignatius started talking to them people, they’d maybe get mad and lock him up for good,” Mrs. Reilly said, but she was thinking that even that alternative wasn’t too unattractive. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pointed the prow of the wagon into the throng and pushed forward. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The manager sighed and started down the aisle to where Ignatius was mumbling, “Oh, my God, their tongues are probably all over each other’s capped and rotting teeth.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ain’t that awful. You sure pick up with fine friends, Ignatius. Them colored people already got it hard, boy. They got a hard road, too. Life’s hard, Ignatius. You’ll learn.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Here, take this fork,” the man said, handing Ignatius a bent and corroded semblance of a spear. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z While the worker aimed the lens at him, Ignatius scowled and shook a fist, entertaining the workers greatly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z While the office manager began making a copy of the statement, Ignatius returned to the cross. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius had actually spent the morning sitting at Eads Plaza watching the harbor traffic and jotting some notes about the history of shipping and Marco Polo in a Big Chief tablet. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “This is clearly a case for the Civil Liberties Union,” Ignatius observed, squeezing his mother’s drooping shoulder with the paw. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius won’t listen to no priest. He calls the priest in our parish a heretic. They had a big fight when Ignatius’ dog died.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I doubt whether any hack, under pressure, could pen such atrocious melodrama,” Ignatius observed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius kicked the little door closed, as if he were playing to wan in a professional football game, neatly severing a protruding hot dog into two six-inch sections. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I don’t understand what you’re doing,” the office manager said to Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The doctor at Saint Ignatius Hospital said that the spell had come on when she refused to let herself cough even once. The Wednesday Wars 2007-05-21T00:00:00Z The heroine and Ignatius opened their mouths simultaneously, hers in song, his in a groan. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius leaped up and beat at the bird with his itching paws. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You don’t have to overdo it, Mother,” Ignatius said as they pushed through the dispersing crowd and started walking rapidly down Canal Street. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She couldn’t say goodbye to Ignatius like this. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius prayed almost audibly that he would be accepted for the job. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius! They only hire blind people and dummies to make brooms and things.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius embraced Myma and pressed her and her guitar flatly against the wall. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He tried to run away, but Ignatius had been holding his arm firmly with the hand that was not wielding the cutlass. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “We goin back to the factory,” the spokesman for the choir, the intense lady, said angrily to Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z They made a variety of gestures, most of which were directed at Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius flagged it down just as his mother, forgetting the disgrace of the shredded nightgown, ran down to the curb. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Good grief,” Ignatius gasped, feeling for the door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius,” Mrs. Reilly asked in a trembling voice, “what you done, boy?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “This liberal doxy must be impaled upon the member of a particularly large stallion,” Ignatius mumbled furiously. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Several of the outfits, Ignatius noticed, were new enough and expensive enough to be properly considered offenses against taste and decency. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, all at once you’re your old horrible self. All at once I think I’m making a very big mistake.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As Dorian swept past in the arms of the cowboy, Ignatius tried futilely to attract his attention. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “How dare you scream obscenities at me. Someone grab that boy,” Ignatius said wildly as George disappeared into the crowds of pedestrians farther down the street. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I find it strange that you have not even asked for my name,” Ignatius snorted. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly said that she would if she didn’t have to meet a payment on Ignatius’ trumpet before the week was out. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Through the door, Mrs. Reilly had heard Ignatius saving to himself, “She must be lashed until she drops.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z How anguished she would be when Ignatius described his tender pleasures. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “They was nice to you at college, Ignatius. Now tell the truth. They let you hang around there a long time. They even let you teach a class.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He ran over to Ignatius and said cheerily, “Come on, prof, let’s you and me get this off the street.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “That hadda happen to you, Ignatius. Nobody never gets attacked by a bird.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z While Mrs. Reilly arranged her cake boxes on the bar, Ignatius spread his expansive nostrils and said, “My God, Mother, it smells awful. My stomach is beginning to chum.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius stumbled past Jones, who had never expected the sabotage to assume such dramatic proportions. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius stuck the bottle of Dr. Nut under his moustache and drank noisily, making great sounds of sucking and gurgling. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, don’t you think maybe you’d be happy if you went and took you a little rest at Charity?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I think I could drink me another beer, Ignatius.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Lost in speculation about means for raising the money, Ignatius did not notice that for quite some time his cart had been traveling in a straight and unswerving line. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius stuck his fat gray face into the hall. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Still, Ignatius found the tiny imprint offensive, and over it he painted a dramatic and stylized version of a fleur-de-lis. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius steadied himself by grabbing the cowboy, who broke from Dorian’s horrified grasp and toppled to the floor. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The three girls hustled Ignatius through the door and down the carriageway. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius cried, noticing that a circle of interested shoppers was beginning to form. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius’ valve responded to his emotions by plopping closed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius chewed while the man began his tuneless whistling again. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Patrolman Mancuso was too startled by the monstrous flannel nightshirt to reply to Ignatius’ pleasantry. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked Mr. Gonzalez, rearranging the two ladies so that the office manager could see the lettering on the other side of the sheet. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “That’s enough from you, you guttersnipe. Encouraging the degeneration of some noble woman scholar,” Ignatius barked. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Our little convention seems to be getting rather unwieldy,” Ignatius said of the mad noises issuing from Dorian’s apartment. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius found the envelope and tore it to shreds in opening it. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius would not be tossed into a mental clinic while, legally, he was still innocent of having written the letter. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius mumbled to himself, watching the silhouette of the streetcar forming a half-block away. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “If it’s free and they lock people away, Ignatius oughta be there.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You heard what I said,” Ignatius answered and lumbered through the door to the factory. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You must have some red, white, and blue bunting,” Ignatius advised. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z A spray of foam shot out and wet Ignatius on his distended Paradise product stomach. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius filled his lungs with the pungent, sour aroma. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The door of the slave quarters was slightly ajar, but Ignatius threw himself against it anyway, shattering several panes of glass. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius gave the driver the clipboard and a variety of instructions upon speed, direction, and shifting. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “What if Ignatius comes home and sees this?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I’m not gonna be robbed again,” the old man said, spraying Ignatius with saliva. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “How dare you attack the spirit of the noble Mrs. Levy,” Ignatius thundered. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius snapped more vigorously, but again the point slid disobediently back out of sight. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Shut up, Ignatius,” his mother said, leafing compulsively toward the classified section of the newspaper. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius searched his room, flinging Big Chief tablets around, mashing them underfoot, dragging them from beneath his bed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The afternoon had been wasted on the cat; Ignatius had tried to trap the cat in the bun compartment and take it home for a pet. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The young man giggled and danced about in front of Ignatius to avoid the thrusts, his lithe movements making him a difficult target. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She called Mom from St. Ignatius, Montana, on the Flathead Indian Beservation, and said, “Hey, Mom, I’m a married woman now. I want to have ten babies and live here forever and ever.” The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian 2007-09-01T00:00:00Z “You hate me, too, you big monster,” the sailor screamed at Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Bouncing up and down 011 his side vigorously, Ignatius sensed a belch rising in his throat, but when he expectantly opened his mouth he emitted only a small burp. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “A mistake? Of course not,” Ignatius said sweetly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pushed past her and lumbered down to the car, opening the rear door of the little Renault and climbing in among the placards and piles of pamphlets that covered the seat. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Myrna’s habit of writing to editors rather than friends was always reflected in her salutation: Sirs: What is this strange, frightening letter that you have written me, Ignatius? A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Thank you so much,” Ignatius replied and wheeled the big tin hot dog out onto the sidewalk. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z IV Ignatius ignored his mother’s pounding on his door and crying in the hall about the fifty cents in wages that he had brought home for the day’s work. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The old man looked at Ignatius and then at the massive pot, the gas range, and the crumpled carts. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z But the Ignatius Reilly story had made him depressed, and he wished he were away from Constantinople Street. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Over the heads of the people Ignatius saw his mother walking slowly out of the lobby of the department store carrying the bakery products as if they were boxes of cement. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius imagined it was something in his mother’s family, a group of people who tended to suffer violence and pain. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z During the ride the driver said nothing else, but Ignatius practiced his speech loudly in the backseat, rapping his cutlass against the front seat to emphasize certain key points. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Then the man slipped back into the darkness, watching Ignatius, who was waddling back and forth before the building furiously. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z When Ignatius heard the oven door creak open he returned to the letter. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Please get out of the house, Ignatius, and enter into the world around you. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Had you ‘artists’ had a part in the decoration of the Sistine Chapel, it would have ended up looking like a particularly vulgar train terminal,” Ignatius snorted. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Sirs: Well, at last I heard from you, Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “We gotta pay that man, Ignatius. You wanna see me in jail? Wouldn't you be ashamed with your poor momma behind bars?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius chewed with a blissful savagery, studying the scar on the man’s nose and listening to his whistling. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I only invited the better people,” Dorian said to Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The tweed trousers billowed around Ignatius’ gargantuan rump as he rolled forward. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “When I think of my dear departed father barely cold in his grave,” Ignatius murmured, pretending to wipe some moisture from his eyes. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He and Ignatius tripped and waddled to the patio. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Then she fell forward onto Ignatius, throwing him on his back once again. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As Ignatius was considering the delight which the little baseball game afforded humanity, the two sad and covetous eyes moved toward him through the crowd like torpedoes zeroing in on a great woolly tanker. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pushed through the battalion loitering benignly on the fringes of the scene toward the desk of the office manager. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z It was so dreadful a beginning that Ignatius almost knocked over the table. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked at the photograph once more, salivating slightly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z A beautiful and meaningful love affair would transform you, Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You think so? Ignatius says he don’t like it.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius thought of the address on the piece of paper. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Listen, Santa, what time you got? Ignatius says lie’s sure the burgulars is striking tonight and for me to get in early.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z At once Ignatius suspected the reason for his mother’s emotional farewell, for its finality. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius thought of Miss Trixie and said, “Yes, there is one.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius bent down and lightly bussed her on the cheek. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was waving to his mother from the brick sidewalk, his earring catching the rays of the streetlight. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Aw, don’t pay no mind to what Ignatius says. Why don’t you stay and see the show?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z When Ignatius bellowed, it flapped from Darlene’s arm to the stage and squawking, hopping, dashed for Ignatius’ head. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius grabbed the lapel of the young man’s jacket. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The world today is in a state of grave unrest,” Ignatius screamed against the mewing and hissing. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The radar patrol,” Ignatius was telling Darlene, “is obviously rather foolproof. It seems that the cabdriver and I were making small dots on their screen all the way from Baton Rouge.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Oh, Fortuna, blind, heedless goddess, I am strapped to your wheel,” Ignatius belched. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked up and saw the young man who had bought his mother’s hat in the Night of Joy. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius glared at the young man’s tawny velvet jacket and mauve cashmere sweater and the wave of blond hair that fell over the forehead of his sharp, glittering face. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius rolled down into the Quarter and, for a wild and very fleeting moment, pondered an affair. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z At last, in response to Ignatius’ cries, she came down to the car and threw the second load of tablets onto Ignatius’ lap. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She grabbed the soggy pigtail from Ignatius’ paws and threw it over her shoulder onto the guitar, where it landed with a twang. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The door was thrust open, and the marvelous Ignatius J. Reilly appeared, a plaid scarf as large as a shawl wound around his neck, one end of it stuffed down into his coat. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ho hum,” Ignatius yawned, exhibiting the flabby pink of his tongue. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked, noticing for the first time the man standing up on the porch. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Let us be honest with each other, Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Four of the male factory workers were embracing Ignatius around the Smith field hams that were his thighs and, with considerable effort, were lifting him onto one of the cutting tables. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Like any celebrity, Ignatius had attracted his fans: his mother’s jinxed relatives, neighbors, people Mrs. Reilly had not seen for years. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As Ignatius was about to dash from the club, the bird hopped from the stage to his shoulder. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius found himself in perhaps the most disreputable office that he had ever entered. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “In other words, you were having me trailed,” Ignatius screamed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Help me, sir,” Ignatius slobbered, grabbing histrionically at the lapels of Mr. Levy’s sports jacket. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “And all the shutters closed. Ignatius! It’s still light outside.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z An old man at one of the tables clapped feebly, and Ignatius peered over the rim of the stage and saw that the proprietress was gone. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Mother, make this man leave,” Ignatius cried, trying to push his mother against Mr. Levy. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He caught the shoe and threw it back at Ignatius, whom it hit squarely in the face. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Well, I am going to watch television,” Ignatius said angrily. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “That is rather fine,” Ignatius said to himself and continued his hurried writing. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius replied, ripping open his own shutters and looking out into the dark, cold alley. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, honey, the man wants over a thousand dollars for what I did to his building.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius invoked an elaborate Elizabethan curse upon Mvma and, rolling over, frantically abused the glove once more. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Frieda asked Dorian while her two companions studied Ignatius and nudged each other. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The aged fascist would conduct witch-hunt after witch-hunt until the formerly intact Ignatius J. Reilly was reduced to a fragmented and mumbling vegetable. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I don’t believe that my particular body structure is easily adaptable to that type of device,” Ignatius observed, a gimlet eye fixed upon the rusting stool. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “That looks even more impressive than I had imagined,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius cried, scraping the cutlass across the young man’s chest. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As the tan and white fur grew closer, Ignatius’ eyes dilated, crossed, and closed, and he lay wanly back among his four pillows, hoping that he had some Kleenex in his room. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z It seemed, like some weapon of morality, to be spurring me toward the Quarter, each plastic slap saving, “Take heart. Ignatius. Thou hast a terrible swift sword.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Two nerve ends in Ignatius’ mind met and formed an immediate association. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius ate his current popcorn and stared raptly at the previews of coming attractions. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z George grabbed one of Ignatius’ paws and stuck two dollars in it. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius answered defiantly and stuck out his massive pink tongue. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Sure, go ahead, babe. Here. Have a nice jelly doughnut. I just bought them fresh this morning over by Magazine Street. Ignatius says to me this morning, ‘Momma, I sure feel like a jelly doughnut.’ A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z It seemed as if his whole being was ready to burst from his swollen suede desert boots, and, as if to verify this, Ignatius turned his singular eyes toward his feet. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Nevertheless, Ignatius treated the story to a desultory reading. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius, trailing unwound film, hustled to the door and entered the office. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius was such a precious child. I don’t know what made him change. He used to say to me, ‘Momma, I love you.' A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was about to say this to himself; then he remembered that he went to the movies almost every night, no matter which way Fortuna was spinning. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z For quite a while Ignatius had been trying to decide whether or not he would open the envelope. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z During most of the movie Mrs. Reilly thought about Ignatius’ rapidly decreasing salary, the payment on the trumpet, the payment on the wrecked building, the earring, and the sign. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Apparently your friend has escaped the bathroom,” Ignatius snorted. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius could not understand her sudden, clumsy effort to protect the American Way against her son. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Yeah? I wouldn’t trust no ‘inspirational literature’ I got from that Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius frowned and said, “I do not understand why she was sent away. After all, we are quite informal here. We are one big family. I only hope that you have not damaged her morale.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Wouldn’t that be awful! You'd be all over the papers, Ignatius. The disgrace! You musta done something while you was waiting for me, Ignatius. I know you, boy.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius watched her speak to the bartender in pantomime. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The man in the homburg turned his eyes from Ignatius’ whitened face and looked at the woman, the book, the globe, the chalk. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Go turn on the television set and warm it up,” Ignatius said absently and returned to his furious reading of the letter. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The dancing spread like a forest fire, and soon the floor was filled with couples who swayed and dipped around the Gibraltar of a wallflower, Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Bending over with great effort, Ignatius stuck a finger into the valve of one of the tires until the hissing stopped and the tire’s bottom pancaked across the brick gutter. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ain’t that awful. And right in front a weenie wagon. Ignatius, I think you need help.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius found the address and said, “Oh, my God! The poor woman is in the hands of fiends.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Goodness knows what storm trooper will descend upon me and beat me senseless,” Ignatius observed coolly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z When Ignatius could stand it no longer, he would billow out of his room in search of a Dr. Nut. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius stumbled into the Night of Joy with such momentum that his smock swirled around his ankles. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Must we listen to all of this?” another guest asked, waving his cigarette as if it were a magic wand which would make Ignatius disappear. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius cried, his voice choked with saliva and fury. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius picked it up and flipped the switch that was supposed to set it in motion, but nothing happened. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Your movement is doomed,” Ignatius slobbered after the girls, who were pushing one another down the carriageway. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I wish me and Ignatius lived here. Miss Annie wouldn’t have nothing to complain about.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You have probably broken her spirit,” Ignatius replied coldly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pounded a paw into the oilcloth on the kitchen table. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “But, Ignatius, that was the only time you worked since you got out of college, and you was only there for two weeks.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As soon as the office manager went through the door, Ignatius rolled a sheet of Levy stationery into Mr. Gonzalez’ high black typewriter. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked furiously, smoothing the vendor’s smock over his body. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius loves his doughnuts. He says to me, ‘Momma, I love my doughnuts.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Quiet now,” Ignatius said, stomping one foot thunderously on the table. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius got a sign up in front the house about peace.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly knocked Ignatius in the side of the head with her purse. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Slipping a finger through Ignatius’ hoop earring, the young man pulled downward, breathing to Ignatius, “Drop that sword.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The man in the silk suit and homburg stepped from an alleyway, where he had hidden himself when he saw Ignatius enter the Night of Joy. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Good morning, sir,” Ignatius said brusquely, his searf-shawl flying horizontally in his wake like the flag of some mobilized Scottish clan. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I’m sorry, Ignatius. I didn’t know you liked it so much. You never said nothing about it.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Cracking the pen furiously on the edge of his desk, Ignatius picked up one of the Venus Medalist pencils lying on the floor. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius spent the day in his room napping fitfully and attacking his rubber glove during his frequent, anxious moments of consciousness. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Oh,” Ignatius said calmly and paused to chew on the tip of the hot dog that was sticking from his mouth like a cigar butt. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius extracted the pencil from his ear and opened the door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Let me take a look at him,” the man in the homburg said, bending over and listening to Ignatius’ heart. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I shall contact the mayor,” Ignatius was shouting. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Is that the best that they can do? What an absurd lie,” Ignatius said and with a flip of his tongue pulled in the last visible portion of the hot dog. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As Ignatius pulled himself angrily up and out of the taxi, he saw his mother coining down the street. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “All right,” Ignatius said grandly as the three girls sank their stubby hands into his smock and started propelling him toward die door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Then Ignatius winked wildly at a woman leaning on the bar, a fortyish Latin who leered a terrifying response with a gold tooth or two. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She was disgusted and tired, disinterested in anything that Ignatius might have to say. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pointed to the old man with his bag of sheet music. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius ast me why I was wearing a cocktail dress to go to a novena. He’s sitting in his room right now writing some foolishness. I says, ‘What’s that you writing now, boy?' A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I am sure that this man is not particularly interested,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Slowly,” Ignatius said, extending his big toe downward with great caution. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Wildly Ignatius pulled upward on the tin bun. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius!” his mother cried, circling his oily head in a clumsy pink woolen embrace that crushed his nose. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius scrutinized the offerings furiously for a while all by himself, for the ladies had stepped back from the fence and had formed what looked like a protective little grouping. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, let me in there, boy,” she screamed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius raised the earflap on the side next to his mother. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Until later, Darryl, Your Working Boy Ignatius read what lie had just written with pleasure. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z By the time Ignatius arrived an hour later, Miss Trixie had not returned. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “There is no time to be lost,” Ignatius said sternly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius went behind the filing cabinets, picked up the accumulated and unfiled material, and threw it in the wastebasket. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius didn’t want to ruin a good thing. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “What’s with the bus?” the blonde asked, moving to the stool next to Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius bellowed after he had promenaded up and down along the fence. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You got any identification, mister?” the policeman asked in a voice that hoped that Ignatius was officially unidentified. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As the film ended, Ignatius cried, “Under her all- American face she is really Toyko Rose!” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Up a slight slope, across an expanse of vacant lots, a modern church, quite large, stood in a lazy pall of white smoke—St. Ignatius, I assumed. A Walk in the Woods 1997-11-01T00:00:00Z “Apparently you are not,” Ignatius replied, his body slamming into a post. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius bellowed from the front of the house. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I shall have a coffee,” Ignatius said grandly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius picked up one of his elephantine desert boots and flung it at the pirouetting figure. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius could tell that she was attempting to record the scene: Eliza crossing the ice with a particularly large genius in her arms. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Apparently the battle plan is clear,” Ignatius said when no questions were forthcoming. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius grabbed the handle of his cart and pushed off. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z That particular work, Ignatius thought, was rather lacking in the sensual department. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He looked at Ignatius, who was snorting loudly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “We must not question His ways,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius covered one ear and beat a fist on the table. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius bit into his first sandwich, tearing it in half, and chewed contentedly for a while. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z First, however, he had to lift Miss Trixie, who had returned and was kneeling directly beneath it and praying in the spot where Ignatius had been standing to paint. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The enemy is among us,” Ignatius said wildly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Then you must begin a reading program immediately so that you may understand the crises of our age,” Ignatius said solemnly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius patted his mother's hennaed hair with one of his huge paws. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Again the breath wafted toward Ignatius, who pressed the scarf to his nose so tightly that he felt he would suffocate. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Thank you very much,” Ignatius said in a businesslike manner. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mr. Levy studied Ignatius with a certain curiosity. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ill Ignatius was beginning to feel worse and worse. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Hot dogs, hot dogs,” Ignatius said a little angrily. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “This is totally absurd,” Ignatius said and flapped away. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “This is certainly a fine reception that I am given after my first day of work,” Ignatius said furiously. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Look. Ignatius. I’m beat. I’ve been on the road since nine o’clock yesterday morning. As soon as I mailed you that letter about the Peace Party routine, I said to myself, ‘Mvrna. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Perhaps,” Ignatius said disinterestedly, biting into the hot dog. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I dust a bit,” Ignatius told the policeman. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I tell Ignatius, I say, ‘Take care when you cross the street, son.’” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius shoved two paws into the man’s face. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius belched the gas of a dozen brownies trapped by his valve. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius saw him through the crowd that was hurrying past the Night of Joy. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Patrolman Mancuso’s situation reminded Ignatius of the situation of Boethius when he was imprisoned by the emperor before being killed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z At least, Ignatius thought, he would be safe in this den if the sinewy girls were out prowling the Quarter. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius climbed the steps ahead of his mother. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius quivered as the philosophy of the lyrics became clear. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The bartender and the woman made some more signs; then she flopped back to Ignatius with two bottles of champagne and two glasses. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z M. Minkoff Later, his puckered pink skin wrapped in the old flannel robe that a safety pin held around his hips, Ignatius sat at the desk in his room filling his fountain pen. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius sat at the feet of his co-workers and studied his hand. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, that ain’t true. You remember old Mr. Becnel used to live down the block? They locked him up because he was running down the street naked.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The two women whom Ignatius indicated ambled slowly to the cutting table, gingerly took the banner with their thumbs and index fingers, and held it between them as if it were a leper’s shroud. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius slammed the rear door right in his mother’s maroon hair and barked an address at the driver. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Apparently he won’t settle down until you’ve agreed to inflict at least a little physical injury upon him,” Ignatius told Dorian. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z While Ignatius was slamming doors and plunging his paws down into the well, George said, “Now I helped you out, prof. Maybe you can do the same for me.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked out at the highway marker that reflected their headlights. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z A slap struck Ignatius in the nose; another landed on his right eye. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius quickly cleared the desk by brushing the magazine articles and Big Chief tablets smartly to the floor with one sweep of his paws. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius flapped off to the trolley in a dark mood and rode uptown belching Paradise gas so violently that, although the car was crowded, no one would sit next to him. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was about to burst through the shutters, splintering slats and latches, and wrap that one hemplike pigtail around her throat until she turned blue. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z However, it might have to be sent to someplace like Milwaukee or Chicago or some other city whose name Ignatius associated with efficient repair shops and permanently smoking factories. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z M. Minkoff Ignatius folded the letter violently; then he rolled the folded Macy’s bag into a ball and heaved it into the garbage pail. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Finally he danced across the alley and waved to Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Why don’t you run along and partake in some dubious recreation that appeals to you,” Ignatius belched. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The cockatoo noticed him before Darlene did, for its beads of eyes had been focusing on Ignatius’ hoop of a novelty earring ever since it had come onstage. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius had always had a poor sense of balance, and ever since his obese childhood, he had suffered a tendency to fall, trip, and stumble. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Yeah, and Ignatius got him a master’s degree and all.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius sighed heavily and said, “I see no alternative.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “It is simply a guidepost,” Ignatius said proudly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z We’d just returned from Good Friday services at St. Ignatius Loyola Catholic Church, and were about to perform my favorite Biles family ritual—tie-dying eggs for our annual Easter egg hunt. Courage to Soar 2016-11-15T00:00:00Z For a while Ignatius was relatively still, reacting to the unfolding plot with only an occasional subdued snort. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “It’s not your fate to be well treated,” Ignatius cried. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z But she didn’t want to look at Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I think Ignatius told me this movie ain’t no good. He sees every picture that comes out, that boy.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “He don’t care about his poor dear mother. Sometimes I think Ignatius wouldn't mind if they did throw me in jail. He’s got a heart of ice, that boy.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “That is a lute, not a banjo,” Ignatius thundered. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Be sure to stress the importance of this historic conclave,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The man gave Ignatius a little rectangle of white paper. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She pried herself loose from the bar before the bartender could stop her and came over to Ignatius, who was huddled against the stage as if it were a warm stove. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I ran off into the most dismal night of my life,” Ignatius sighed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Oh, my God,” Ignatius said, “you have powder all over your dress, although that is probably one of Mrs. Battaglia’s beauty hints.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pondered the proposal for some time, scrutinizing the scar on the old man’s nose and belching gassily. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Well, I certainly don’t have to sit here listening to you,” Ignatius said, putting on his suede boots. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I hope you’ve done nothing to dampen their morale,” Ignatius said gravely, tapping his cutlass impatiently on the iron gate. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius slipped his overcoat on and ran down the hall to the front door as they were opening the kitchen door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As they walked down the carriageway, Ignatius said, “This building is repellingly flamboyant.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “We ain’t got nothing worth stealing anyways. I don’t know where Ignatius gets them ideas of his.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Dorian picked up a cowboy boot from which a heel had been broken and dropped it into a wastebasket, wondering whether that impossible Ignatius J. Reilly was all right. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You are puncturing my imported muffler,” Ignatius screamed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius rapidly surveyed its contours for structural defects. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The music had started again, and Ignatius heard the squealing and shrieking growing louder than before. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked down into the well of his wagon. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Propelling himself with his feet, Ignatius traveled anxiously along the side of the files until one of the miniature wheels lodged in a crack. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Why, I am telling the truth,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The atmosphere of the place reminded Ignatius of his own room, and his valve agreed by opening joyfully. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The Latin woman dropped the check in Ignatius’ lap. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The company says it’s going to give me a nice boiled ham for Easter,” Miss Trixie told Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Deserting the wreck, Ignatius lumbered down the tracks toward the streetcar, the white muumuu of a uniform swishing around his ankles. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius eased himself into the taxi and gave the driver the Constantinople Street address. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pulled his flannel nightshirt up and looked at his bloated stomach. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius slammed the telephone down, pressed a quarter into the palm of his still sniffling, blinded mother, and waddled to his room. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z This was a better way of passing time than seeing personnel managers, several of whom, Ignatius thought, had treated him rather viciously in the last few days. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The policeman plucked at Ignatius’ bag of sheet music. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Don’t start acting smart with me, boy. Don’t start with me, Ignatius. I’m warning you. I had enough. I mean it. How I’m gonna face people after this?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I think the exercise is helping my elbow out. I’ll tell Ignatius he can lock himself up in his room.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was back on radar, so Mrs. Reilly reached in her boxes and ate a brownie. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z After the motto was applied, Ignatius stood back and said to Miss Trixie, “It is complete.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius, feeling just as invisible standing there in Dorian’s living room, began feinting at some imaginary opponent with his cutlass to relieve his self-consciousness. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius frowned and the red sateen scarf rode down on his hunting cap. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She was determined that the ghost of Ignatius J. Reilly would not haunt her party as it had haunted so many evenings of bowling. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “That man is a dangerous radical,” Ignatius said darkly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I was hated and resented,” Ignatius said, casting a hurt expression at the brown walls of the kitchen. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Open your heart, Ignatius, and you will open your valve. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “He sure a sweet boy. You two sure been good friends to me. And to think we all met when he tried to arrest Ignatius.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Well, I certainly don’t want to speak with him,” Ignatius thundered. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The second son, Ignatius, my classmate, was not my favorite, I discover now, because he was far and away the best student. Travels with Charley in Search of America 1962-01-01T00:00:00Z “Just the other day I says to Ignatius, ‘Ignatius, I think people innocent until they prove guilty.’” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Somebody oughta punch that Ignatius in the nose,” Santa said eagerly. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius don’t like novenas neither. I don’t know what that boy likes. Personally, I’m getting kinda fed up on Ignatius, even if he is my own child.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius lumbered over to the picket fence, abandoning the hopeless cause espoused by the wagon, and viewed the oil paintings and pastels and watercolors strung there. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Following a handwritten arrow at the bottom of the poster and the word over, Ignatius complied and looked at the other side of the poster, where Myrna had written something: Sirs: What is wrong, Ignatius? A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius said, watching the wan little policeman try to control the old man. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I have always had a rather sub-standard sense of balance,” Ignatius explained. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius thundered and sprang into a sitting position. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Take that, you offal,” Ignatius cried, digging the cutlass into the cashmere sweater. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked, peering down over the top of the pot. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Then, suddenly, Mrs. Reilly screamed to the two gentleman, “You know what? Ignatius was running the water in the tub when I left, and I bet he forgot to turn it off.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z With a few mild threats, the manager quieted the front rows and then glanced down the row in which the isolated figure of Ignatius rose like some great monster among the little heads. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Shirt, cap, overcoat, Ignatius put them on blindly and ran into the hall, careening against the narrow walls. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He arched an eyebrow at Ignatius and his mother. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked with interest, seizing the little tan envelope. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mr. Gonzalez produced a wan smile and watched Ignatius open his greasy brown paper bag. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius says he’s afraid when I leave him alone here at night. He says he’s scared of burgulars.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius instead fell backward, and the bus, exhaling diesel exhaust, rumbled past an inch or two from his desert boots. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, you're jumping all over the place. Relax. The worst is over.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Please do,” Ignatius replied, his lips quivering, and prepared another hot dog to quiet his trembling nervous system. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The neighbors would not see too much if they took Ignatius away during the night. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “They are rather tasty,” Ignatius conceded, sending out his flabby pink tongue over his moustache to hunt for crumbs. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked Miss Trixie when the last grimace of her lips had stopped. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Dorian fled to speak with a group of his guests, actively ignoring Ignatius, as was everyone else in the room. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked toward Royal Street and wondered what had happened to the women’s art guild. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius’ departure from the club had been so violent and rapid that the man had been too startled to act until now. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I don't know, darling. Ignatius been telling me I oughta stay home more.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Mr. Greene and I met through my mother,” Ignatius answered grandly for Dorian. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “There are a few challenging openings at Paradise Vendors for men with initiative and good taste,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z While George evaded indifferent slaps from the unoccupied paw, Ignatius scrutinized the title on the cover of the book: Anicius Manlius Severinus Boethius, The Consolation of Philosophy. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The movie being shown was a widely praised Swedish drama about a man who was losing his soul, and Ignatius was not particularly interested in seeing it. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Only Patrolman Mancuso could have something like that for an aunt, Ignatius snorted to himself. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “If anyone was ever minding his business, it was I,” Ignatius breathed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I know. I got it in the backseat. Ignatius is the one made me wreck that car, he got me so nervous from the backseat.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You women had better stop giving teas and brunches and settle down to the business of learning how to draw,” Ignatius thundered. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I may not drink it,” Ignatius said as the bartender went off to open the beers. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius fended off the boy and tore off the brown wrapping. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The thud of Ignatius’ fall had attracted Miss Trixie from the ladies’ room; she came around the files and tripped on the mountain of supine flesh. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius found the subdued and solitary din in the bathroom annoying and wished that she would finish. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly put down the paper bag she was carrying that contained her son’s scarf and cutlass, and asked, “What you want, Mr. Levy? Ignatius! Come back here and talk to this man.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Liz asked, opening the beer can she had thrown at Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius threw the paper on top of the oven. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius watched with fascination the elaborate process of gums, tongue, and lips that ever\\ piece of sandwich set into motion. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z George opened his wallet and gave Ignatius eight dollars. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Perhaps I shall get to the filing,” Ignatius said when he found himself staring out the window at only an empty street. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “No, I am afraid I don’t,” Ignatius said angrily. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The children on that program should all be gassed,” Ignatius said as he strode into the kitchen in his nightshirt. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “If you had any sense, you would realize that that is the ultimate insult,” Ignatius snorted. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius cradled the lute and trumpet in one arm and the overnight bag in the other. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius cast a pink and blue and yellow eye over the side of the bed down past his mother’s hanging slip and drooping cotton stockings. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The sisters loved Ignatius. He was such a darling child. He used to win all them little holy pictures for knowing his catechism.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She heaved an unopened beer can at Ignatius, who ducked. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I’m going out, Ignatius. I wanted to say goodbye.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked at the scratches he had received in trying to persuade the cat to remain in the bun compartment. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “We gotta help out Ignatius before they come drag him off.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I do believe that I’ve seen him about,” Ignatius said and looked out the back door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius screamed, suddenly remembering the old man’s warnings about robberies. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z She aimed one of its corners at Ignatius’ stomach. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “A political meeting? Ignatius! Ain’t that wonderful. Maybe you’ll make good in politics, boy. You got you a fine voice. What club, honey? The Crescent City Democrats? The Old Regulars?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius turned his head and looked about him. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly had been wondering what Ignatius looked like in an earring. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I hope you realize,” Ignatius said as he breathlessly lifted the wagon, “that our association is only the result of an emergency.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Well, where I’m gonna stand, Ignatius? You want me to get in bed with you?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, was you wearing that cap when you spoke to the insurance man?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Oh. I thought that the lady was in charge,” Ignatius said in his most stentorian voice, finding the man the only blight in the office. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius stood before the building regarding it with extreme distaste. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius said grandly and lifted the arm that was not holding the sheet. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “A negation of all human qualities,” Ignatius added. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “But Ignatius, they help out a lot of people got problems.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “My,” Ignatius said to the old man after having taken his first bite. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z So I went to St. Ignatius, and it was cold and damp like it usually was, outside and inside, except inside there were more candles lit than you’d think could fit inside a single church. Okay for Now 2011-04-05T00:00:00Z A critic, Ignatius Pardies, called Newton’s paper ‘a most ingenious hypothesis’, ‘an extraordinary hypothesis’ which, if true, would overturn the foundations of optics. The Invention of Science 2015-09-17T00:00:00Z Patrolman Mancuso decided against dragging Ignatius into the matter for several reasons. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked over at the bar to try to attract some sort of service and caught the eye of the bartender who had served his mother and him. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Then Ignatius handed the camera down to a worker and asked to be photographed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z An old usherette came down the aisle and tried to grab the cutlass from him, but Ignatius wrestled with her, and she slid to the carpet. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Above the shoulders of his carriers Ignatius barked directions as if he were supervising the loading of the rarest and most precious of cargoes. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Don’t believe a word Ignatius says,” Mrs. Reilly called after them as her son dragged Mr. Levy through the door into the musty chamber. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Her tired, highway-drugged eyes searched Ignatius’ face through the sparkling lenses. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The children in the rows in front of him turned and stared, but Ignatius did not notice them. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z J “Move along, you coxcomb,” Ignatius belched, the gassy eructations echoing between the walls of the alley. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You gonna go try somewheres tomorrow. I mean it. The first thing you gonna do is answer this ad. You playing around, Ignatius. I know you.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius had bought a large, elegant, limited edition of the English translation, and all fifteen dollars of its price hit Patrolman Mancuso in the head with the force of a dictionary. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “We certainly are,” Ignatius added, lumbering toward the door, leaving his mother behind to climb off her stool. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Say something, Ignatius,” his mother pleaded, turning around just in time to see Ignatius stick his head out of a window and vomit down the side of the dented car. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The stool tipped slightly and then turned over, dumping Ignatius heavily to the floor. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius watched as Mr. Clyde jotted some numbers on a pad. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ain’t that something. So, you know what I done, Ignatius. I give her a quarter and I says, ‘Here, darling, go buy you a trinket for your little granchirren.’” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The old man picked up the long fork and deftly placed its two rotting tongs at Ignatius’ throat. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius closed his shutters and turned off the light, listening to his mother speaking to someone. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pushed slowly away from the headquarters of Paradise Vendors through the heavy pedestrian traffic that moved to either side of the big hot dog like waves on a ship’s prow. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, come in here like a good boy,” Mrs. Reilly pleaded. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius happily pocketed the new bills and ripped one of the packages from George’s arms, saying, “I must see w’hat it is that I’m storing. You’re probably selling goofballs to infants.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius comes home about a hour ago dressed up like a butcher.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The office manager made the only noise in the office with his typewriter and adding machine, both of which Ignatius found slightly distracting. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z In the heat and confusion that had followed their return home, nice Mr. Reilly had tried one of his indirect approaches, and Ignatius was conceived. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius backed up the cart and rammed it into George’s crotch. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Shifting from one hip to the other in his lumbering, elephantine fashion, Ignatius sent waves of flesh rippling beneath the tweed and flannel, waves that broke upon buttons and seams. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius knocked over another table as he and the cockatoo lurched forward. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I shall,” Ignatius said and licked at a crumb that he had discovered in the comer of his mouth. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, I’m about to drop dead. I’ve been in this car since yesterday morning.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Gasping, clutching his cemented valve, Ignatius continued forward onto the street and into the path of an oncoming Desire bus. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “They probably have halitosis,” Ignatius announced over the heads of the children. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I don’t imagine that either of you ladies has read Boethius,” Ignatius sighed. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius broke away from Dorian and rushed across the room, pushing through the elegant guests, and unplugged the phonograph. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius inspected her teeth for cavities and fillings. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand,” Ignatius asked the group, “or are you mongoloids really talking about me?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius looked absently at his little watch and saw that it had stopped again. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Their pleats and nooks contained pockets of warm, stale air that soothed Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius shuffled miserably back to the kitchen and fell into a chair. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “If you w'ant a costume like this, then buy one,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius rose to his feet and stabbed the young man in the chest with his plastic cutlass. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I went to confession, Ignatius. I told Father everything. He says, ‘It don’t sound like your fault, honey. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mr. Gonzalez looked at Ignatius hopefully, but he received no reply. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The smoking zone passed under the highway and fanned out through a neighboring woodland and up towards St. Ignatius Catholic Church on a knoll above the town. A Walk in the Woods 1997-11-01T00:00:00Z “Pronunciation rhymes with renunciation,” said Sister Mary Ignatius. prophecy/prophesy. Woe Is I 1996-01-01T00:00:00Z “The challenge,” Ignatius continued at full volume, “is placed before you. Will you turn your singular talents to saving the world, or will you simply turn your backs on your fellow man?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z On one side of the yoyo there was a palm tree which the Filipino had carved at Ignatius’ request. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mr. Clyde ignored the paws that Ignatius had extended for inspection. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z A meeting of the Rhododendron Society was announced, as was an evening of square dancing at the Grange and the birth of a son, Theodore Ignatius, to the Horatio Marches of Cattle Point. Snow Falling on Cedars: A Novel 1994-09-12T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly saw again the horrible, coffee-stained lumber jacket that she had always secretly wanted to give to the Volunteers of America along with several other pieces of Ignatius’ favorite clothing. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius filed his overcoat, scarf, and cap in one of the file drawers and began working on the cross. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As Ignatius was about to discuss the circumspection of his behavior at Levy Pants, the telephone rang. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “This is a floral abortion,” Ignatius commented irritably and tapped the vase with his cutlass. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, a big man like you can’t pedal around on no bike delivering newspapers.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Get out of that tub, boy,” Ignatius heard his mother scream outside the door of the bathroom. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z But Ignatius had other considerations at the moment. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “There is one thing I would like to know, sir,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He wandered over to Ignatius and asked wistfully, “Do you want to dance?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z At Bourbon, Ignatius turned and began walking up toward Canal through the night’s parade of tourists and Quarterites, among whom he did not look particularly strange. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I bought some nice paper curtains for Ignatius’ room once, but he tore them off the window and crumpled them up. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Here she is,” Ignatius said to the office manager through the big leaf of limp lettuce that was hanging from his mouth. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was writing in one of his Big Chief tablets. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I had thought you might be different and funny,” Dorian hissed at Ignatius. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius watched passively while Mr. Gonzalez squatted on his other side. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “No, listen. I don’t wanna be here when they come. I mean, Ignatius is big. He might make trouble. I couldn’t stand that. My nerves is bad enough now.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius bellowed over the crowd in front of the store. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius mumbled, looking at the austere little calling card. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius bellowed, unable to remain silent any longer. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I am the avenging sword of taste and decency,” Ignatius was shouting. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Magnolias don’t look like that,” Ignatius said, thrusting his cutlass at the offending pastel magnolia. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I have just the thing for that,” Mr. Gonzalez said and went into the little office storeroom to get, Ignatius imagined, some type of medicine. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius did not answer; he was sniffing loudly and making faces. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You come with me,” the policeman said to Ignatius with waning self-confidence. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius limped around Mr. Clyde to illustrate, his desert boots scuffing along the oily cement. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked himself, bumping the wagon absentmindedly into a parked car. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Goodness knows what debased fantasy he’s having,” Ignatius commented. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius pointed to the cart at the comer. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z His vision of history temporarily fading, Ignatius sketched a noose at the bottom of the page. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “He’s got him a bad cough, that boy. Well, maybe he’ll feel a little better after he reads that thing Ignatius give me to give him. Ignatius says it’s inspirational literature.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I shall be there with bells on,” Ignatius said happily. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The man’s just trying to be nice, Ignatius. Shame on you.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius rolled down one of the rear windows and studied the fender that was pressed against the wall. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius tapped Timmy soundly on the head with his cutlass, and the seafarer emitted a little moan. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The apparition jumped over a fence and chased a stick that somehow landed in the middle of Ignatius’ quilt. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Well, you shall be a little late this afternoon,” Ignatius said angrily. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Now don’t slacken in your preparations,” Ignatius warned. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius asked the empty factory while he tried to stuff foot upon foot of film into his pocket. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The streetcar rolled by them slowly so that the conductor and motorman could study Ignatius’ costume more closely. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “If you do not stop molesting me, I shall christen the prow of your broken Plymouth with the bottle of wine in the oven,” Ignatius snorted. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Then there was a soft-focus love scene, and Ignatius began to lose control. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I remember that, Ignatius,” Mrs. Reilly said absently, drinking her beer in gulps. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I’m afraid Ignatius is in worst trouble than just a picture in the paper,” Mrs. Reilly whispered. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius got up on the seat and looked out of the rear window. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius climbed the back steps silently and looked in through the greasy glass of the back door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “For shame, Ignatius. A few bottles of Gallo muscatel, and you with all them trinkets.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius says he’s making good at Levy Pants,” Mrs. Reilly said defensively. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “How do you do,” Ignatius said, slipping his hands into the pockets of his smock to prevent any further handshaking. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z There Ignatius stood like the boy on the burning deck. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mr. Clyde said with such vehemence that Ignatius was able to see the purple veins swelling around the whitened scar on his nose. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z By things, Ignatius imagined that Mr. Gonzalez meant Miss Trixie, who was snoring loudly on the floor in front of the file cabinet. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I think that I shall have one, too,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Shut up, Ignatius. You making me nervous,” Mrs. Reilly said, looking at the hunting cap in the rearview mirror. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Terrorized, Ignatius bounced out of the door just ahead of the Latin woman, who was waving the check with great determination. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius waved a happy paw and waddled off. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I would suggest that we investigate,” Ignatius said, his voice a conspiratorial whisper. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I will probably spend several years at the Eye, Ear, Nose, and Throat Hospital having this attended to,” Ignatius said, fingering his ear. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Inside Ignatius saw a seething mass of people. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “If we beat Ignatius,” one of them shouted, “and U.S. beats Mentor—” Little Fires Everywhere 2017-09-12T00:00:00Z “Mr. Robichaux, you don’t know Ignatius. He makes trouble everyplace he goes.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Of course,” Ignatius said in a thoughtful, serious voice, “this could be a worldwide deception.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “His face did appear rather clouded,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I certainly am interested in seeing the first sherry party that the auxiliary gives,” Ignatius snorted and lumbered to the door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius bellowed, baring a tan fang or two. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius don’t know I come here tonight. I told him I was going to a novena.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z He took Ignatius over to the mantelpiece and showed him a bud vase containing one red, one white, and one blue rose. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I think 1 hear Ignatius calling me. I better go.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius squatted uncomfortably on the side steps of the cathedral. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius called frantically, watching the last of the battalion file through the door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z When he had finished the first hot dog, Ignatius prepared and consumed another, contemplating other kindnesses that might postpone his having to go to work again. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “The city is certainly going down when that’s out on the streets,” a woman said as Ignatius waddled off down the alley. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius shouted, spewing wet popcorn over several rows. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius was feeling around in the cookie jar. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Just who the hell are you to try to tell me what to do, Ignatius?” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius opened his eyes and saw white floating above him. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “That is exactly what I mean,” Ignatius replied, aiming a paper ball at the bowl of the milk glass chandelier. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z However, Ignatius thought calmly, Rome was not built in a day. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Isn’t that nice,” Mr. Gonzalez said when Ignatius had stopped hammering. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mr. Clyde had a certain paternal quality that Ignatius liked; the old man, the scarred and wizened mogul of the frankfurter, would be a welcome new character in the Journal. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius lis-tened to the bloodcurdling little trebles and giggles and gloated in his dark lair. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius spun the yo-yo downward, but the string snapped and it rattled across the floor and under the bed, where it landed on a pile of Big Chief tablets and old magazines. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The door creaked open and Ignatius appeared in his pirate finery. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z The people on the street looked at Ignatius, but no one bought. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I hope that you will see some vast changes the next time that you drop in 011 us,” Ignatius said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly looked emotionally at Ignatius for agreement but was treated only to a sneering moustache. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly rose from the chair and grabbed Ignatius by the collar of the clownlike dotted pajamas that had been put on him. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “You better knock that Ignatius in the head,” Santa said. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius felt as alone as he had felt on that dark day in high school when in a chemistry laboratory his experiment had exploded, burning his eyebrows off and frightening him. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “I’m all the time giving Ignatius advice. You know? I’m always trying to help him out.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Mrs. Reilly winked at Ignatius and threw his overcoat on top of the cupboard. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius rattled the few kernels of popcorn in his last bag. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z As the ambulance passed, Ignatius hunched over and saw “Charity Hospital” printed on its door. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Ignatius, honey, they can put me in jail.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z Ignatius fumbled through his smock to find the curb and raise himself. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Oh, my God! This has all been arranged,” Ignatius screamed, rattling the huge edition in his paws. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “Where I’m gonna get a thousand dollars, though? All me and Ignatius got is my poor husband’s Social Security and a little two-bit pension, and that don’t come to much.” A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z “This is going to be even worse than I thought,” Ignatius said when he saw the elephant. A Confederacy of Dunces 1980-01-01T00:00:00Z |
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