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1. Telemachus

[46] —The mockery of it! he said gaily. Your absurd name, an ancient Greek!

[56] —My name is absurd too: Malachi Mulligan, two dactyls. But it has a

[57] Hellenic ring, hasn’t it? Tripping and sunny like the buck himself.

[108] snotgreen. You can almost taste it, can’t you?

[113] —God! he said quietly. Isn’t the sea what Algy calls it: a great

[119] Stephen stood up and went over to the parapet. Leaning on it he looked

[133] —You could have knelt down, damn it, Kinch, when your dying mother

[167] —The mockery of it, he said contentedly. Secondleg they should be. God

[197] face for me? This dogsbody to rid of vermin. It asks me too.

[199] —I pinched it out of the skivvy’s room, Buck Mulligan said. It does

[211] —It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked lookingglass of a servant.

[217] —It’s not fair to tease you like that, Kinch, is it? he said kindly.

[228] it.

[234] you up your nose against me? Is it Haines? If he makes any noise here

[255] —Then what is it? Buck Mulligan asked impatiently. Cough it up. I’m

[263] —Yes, what is it? Buck Mulligan answered. I don’t remember anything.

[285] —You said, Stephen answered, O, it’s only Dedalus whose mother is

[297] Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissectingroom. It’s a beastly

[298] thing and nothing else. It simply doesn’t matter. You wouldn’t kneel

[300] Because you have the cursed jesuit strain in you, only it’s injected

[301] the wrong way. To me it’s all a mockery and beastly. Her cerebral

[303] picks buttercups off the quilt. Humour her till it’s over. You crossed

[305] like some hired mute from Lalouette’s. Absurd! I suppose I did say it.

[334] —Look at the sea. What does it care about offences? Chuck Loyola,

[340] —Don’t mope over it all day, he said. I’m inconsequent. Give up

[357] deeper green. It lay beneath him, a bowl of bitter waters. Fergus’

[358] song: I sang it alone in the house, holding down the long dark chords.

[400] Buck Mulligan’s voice sang from within the tower. It came nearer up

[406] apologising for waking us last night. It’s all right.

[415] —I told him your symbol of Irish art. He says it’s very clever.

[422] —If you want it, Stephen said.

[438] forgotten, on the parapet. Why should I bring it down? Or leave it there

[441] He went over to it, held it in his hands awhile, feeling its coolness,

[456] hammock where it had been sitting, went to the doorway and pulled open

[461] —Dedalus has it, Buck Mulligan said. Janey Mack, I’m choked!

[467] —It’s in the lock, Stephen said, coming forward.

[486] —We can drink it black, Stephen said thirstily. There’s a lemon in

[500] He hacked through the fry on the dish and slapped it out on three

[516] —By Jove, it is tea, Haines said.

[534] spoken of in the Mabinogion or is it in the Upanishads?

[536] —I doubt it, said Stephen gravely.

[540] —I fancy, Stephen said as he ate, it did not exist in or out of the

[580] a messenger. She praised the goodness of the milk, pouring it out.

[589] —It is indeed, ma’am, Buck Mulligan said, pouring milk into their

[592] —Taste it, sir, she said.

[616] —Is it French you are talking, sir? the old woman said to Haines.

[622] —I thought it was Irish, she said, by the sound of it. Are you from

[631] speak the language myself. I’m told it’s a grand language by them

[634] —Grand is no name for it, said Buck Mulligan. Wonderful entirely. Fill

[646] —Bill, sir? she said, halting. Well, it’s seven mornings a pint at

[658] thick rich milk. Buck Mulligan brought up a florin, twisted it round in

[663] He passed it along the table towards the old woman, saying:

[676] —Heart of my heart, were it more,

[716] —Well, I mean it, Haines said, still speaking to Stephen. I was just

[717] thinking of it when that poor old creature came in.

[719] —Would I make any money by it? Stephen asked.

[729] —You put your hoof in it now. What did you say that for?

[732] milkwoman or from him. It’s a toss up, I think.

[768] Stephen picked it up and put it on. Haines called to them from the

[781] locked it. He put the huge key in his inner pocket.

[787] —I have it, Stephen said, preceding them.

[804] —Rather bleak in wintertime, I should say. Martello you call it?

[812] Aquinas and the fiftyfive reasons he has made out to prop it up. Wait

[818] —You couldn’t manage it under three pints, Kinch, could you?

[820] —It has waited so long, Stephen said listlessly, it can wait longer.

[822] —You pique my curiosity, Haines said amiably. Is it some paradox?

[825] It’s quite simple. He proves by algebra that Hamlet’s grandson is

[836] —We’re always tired in the morning, Stephen said to Haines. And it

[845] o’er his base into the sea, isn’t it?

[851] —It’s a wonderful tale, Haines said, bringing them to halt again.

[858] —I read a theological interpretation of it somewhere, he said bemused.

[876] But have to drink water and wish it were plain

[895] out of it somehow, doesn’t it? What did he call it? Joseph the Joiner?

[899] —O, Haines said, you have heard it before?

[907] —There’s only one sense of the word, it seems to me, Stephen said.

[910] green stone. He sprang it open with his thumb and offered it.

[914] Haines helped himself and snapped the case to. He put it back in his

[916] it open too, and, having lit his cigarette, held the flaming spunk

[920] you don’t, isn’t it? Personally I couldn’t stomach that idea of a

[929] along the path. They will walk on it tonight, coming here in the dark.

[930] He wants that key. It is mine. I paid the rent. Now I eat his salt

[931] bread. Give him the key too. All. He will ask for it. That was in his

[940] own master, it seems to me.

[961] unfairly. It seems history is to blame.

[992] —There’s five fathoms out there, he said. It’ll be swept up that

[993] way when the tide comes in about one. It’s nine days today.

[1051] He struggled out of his shirt and flung it behind him to where his

[1072] Stephen handed him the key. Buck Mulligan laid it across his heaped

[1075] —And twopence, he said, for a pint. Throw it there.

[1103] the curve he waved his hand. It called again. A sleek brown head, a

2. Nestor

[1127] Fabled by the daughters of memory. And yet it was in some way if not as

[1128] memory fabled it. A phrase, then, of impatience, thud of Blake’s wings

[1208] A swarthy boy opened a book and propped it nimbly under the breastwork

[1214] It must be a movement then, an actuality of the possible as possible.

[1237] on mine. It lies upon their eager faces who offered him a coin of the

[1281] —What is it, sir? We give it up.

[1365] —It is very simple, Stephen said as he stood up.

[1389] —What is it now? he cried continually without listening.

[1399] —What is the matter? What is it now?

[1405] of its chairs. As on the first day he bargained with me here. As it was

[1416] He brought out of his coat a pocketbook bound by a leather thong. It

[1417] slapped open and he took from it two notes, one of joined halves, and

[1434] He shot from it two crowns and two shillings.

[1439] haste and putting it all in a pocket of his trousers.

[1441] —No thanks at all, Mr Deasy said. You have earned it.

[1447] —Don’t carry it like that, Mr Deasy said. You’ll pull it out

[1448] somewhere and lose it. You just buy one of these machines. You’ll find

[1473] The seas’ ruler. His seacold eyes looked on the empty bay: it seems

[1500] it. We are a generous people but we must also be just.

[1529] it and put on his topboots to ride to Dublin from the Ards of Down to do

[1582] —I have put the matter into a nutshell, Mr Deasy said. It’s about

[1583] the foot and mouth disease. Just look through it. There can be no two

[1604] the next outbreak they will put an embargo on Irish cattle. And it can

[1605] be cured. It is cured. My cousin, Blackwood Price, writes to me it is

[1616] nation’s vital strength. I have seen it coming these years. As sure

[1719] see if you can get it into your two papers. What are they?

[1760] A coughball of laughter leaped from his throat dragging after it a

3. Proteus

[1784] in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it it

[1788] shells. You are walking through it howsomever. I am, a stride at a time.

[1794] it: they do. My two feet in his boots are at the ends of his legs,

[1862] —It’s Stephen, sir.

[1892] —Call me Richie. Damn your lithia water. It lowers. Whusky!

[1902] —He has nowhere to put it, you mug. Bring in our chippendale chair.

[1934] it. Dringdring! And two streets off another locking it into a pyx.

[1990] Léo Taxil. Lent it to his friend.

[2009] prisoner was seen by two witnesses. Other fellow did it: other me.

[2060] it his postprandial. Well: slainte! Around the slabbed tables the

[2120] platters. Who to clear it? He has the key. I will not sleep there when

[2128] The flood is following me. I can watch it flow past from here. Get back

[2137] weasel rats. Hide gold there. Try it. You have some. Sands and stones.

[2147] two. The two maries. They have tucked it safe mong the bulrushes.

[2175] spit it out. I would want to. I would try. I am not a strong swimmer.

[2176] Water cold soft. When I put my face into it in the basin at Clongowes.

[2204] stalked round it, brother, nosing closer, went round it, sniffling

[2215] pissed against it. He trotted forward and, lifting again his hindleg,

[2223] After he woke me last night same dream or was it? Wait. Open hallway.

[2224] Street of harlots. Remember. Haroun al Raschid. I am almosting it. That

[2280] stars. I throw this ended shadow from me, manshape ineluctable, call it

[2281] back. Endless, would it be mine, form of my form? Who watches me here?

[2332] waters amid seasnakes, rearing horses, rocks. In cups of rocks it slops:

[2333] flop, slop, slap: bounded in barrels. And, spent, its speech ceases. It

[2340] they sigh. Saint Ambrose heard it, sigh of leaves and waves, waiting,

[2348] said. Found drowned. High water at Dublin bar. Driving before it a loose

[2351] There he is. Hook it quick. Pull. Sunk though he be beneath the watery

[2364] Just you give it a fair trial. We enjoyed ourselves immensely.

[2371] He took the hilt of his ashplant, lunging with it softly, dallying

[2373] their end. By the way next when is it Tuesday will be the longest

[2379] superman. Why is that, I wonder, or does it mean something perhaps?

[2381] My handkerchief. He threw it. I remember. Did I not take it up?

4. Calypso

[2423] the hob and set it sideways on the fire. It sat there, dull and squat,

[2446] Cruel. Her nature. Curious mice never squeal. Seem to like it. Wonder

[2458] poured warmbubbled milk on a saucer and set it slowly on the floor.

[2463] three times and licked lightly. Wonder is it true if you clip them they

[2483] And when he had heard his voice say it he added:

[2495] it. Old style. Ah yes! of course. Bought it at the governor’s auction.

[2497] At Plevna that was. I rose from the ranks, sir, and I’m proud of it.

[2509] In the trousers I left off. Must get it. Potato I have. Creaky wardrobe.

[2517] warm day I fancy. Specially in these black clothes feel it more. Black

[2518] conducts, reflects, (refracts is it?), the heat. But I couldn’t go in

[2519] that light suit. Make a picnic of it. His eyelids sank quietly often as

[2524] Keep it up for ever never grow a day older technically. Walk along a

[2539] Probably not a bit like it really. Kind of stuff you read: in the track

[2579] passing a pub. Save it they can’t. Off the drunks perhaps. Put down

[2582] town travellers. Square it you with the boss and we’ll split the job,

[2599] stood by the nextdoor girl at the counter. Would she buy it too, calling

[2604] clothesline. She does whack it, by George. The way her crooked skirt

[2613] it, blurred cattle cropping. He held the page from him: interesting:

[2614] read it nearer, the title, the blurred cropping cattle, the page

[2635] morning. Hurry up, damn it. Make hay while the sun shines. She stood

[2646] His hand accepted the moist tender gland and slid it into a sidepocket.

[2647] Then it fetched up three coins from his trousers’ pocket and laid them

[2672] Nothing doing. Still an idea behind it.

[2681] hand, lift it to the nostrils and smell the perfume. Like that, heavy,

[2690] Watering cart. To provoke the rain. On earth as it is in heaven.

[2696] waves, grey metal, poisonous foggy waters. Brimstone they called it

[2698] names. A dead sea in a dead land, grey and old. Old now. It bore the

[2702] everywhere. It lay there now. Now it could bear no more. Dead: an old

[2744] glance at the letter and tuck it under her pillow.

[2772] kettle then to let the water flow in. Having set it to draw he took off

[2778] sprinkled it through his fingers ringwise from the chipped eggcup.

[2795] the little mirror in his silk hat. The night Milly brought it into

[2799] He prodded a fork into the kidney and slapped it over: then fitted the

[2800] teapot on the tray. Its hump bumped as he took it up. Everything on

[2801] it? Bread and butter, four, sugar, spoon, her cream. Yes. He carried it

[2804] Nudging the door open with his knee he carried the tray in and set it on

[2847] —It must have fell down, she said.

[2854] —Show here, she said. I put a mark in it. There’s a word I wanted to

[2871] —Metempsychosis, he said, frowning. It’s Greek: from the Greek. That

[2881] from him with an oath. Cruelty behind it all. Doped animals. Trapeze at

[2887] —Did you finish it? he asked.

[2889] —Yes, she said. There’s nothing smutty in it. Is she in love with

[2892] —Never read it. Do you want another?

[2896] She poured more tea into her cup, watching it flow sideways.

[2902] after death, that we lived before. They call it reincarnation. That

[2904] planet. They say we have forgotten it. Some say they remember their past

[2913] for the frame. She said it would look nice over the bed. Naked nymphs:

[2918] —Metempsychosis, he said, is what the ancient Greeks called it. They

[2934] the fork under the kidney he detached it and turned it turtle on its

[2935] back. Only a little burnt. He tossed it off the pan on to a plate and

[2936] let the scanty brown gravy trickle over it.

[2939] He shore away the burnt flesh and flung it to the cat. Then he put a

[2942] sopped one in the gravy and put it in his mouth. What was that about

[2944] reading it slowly as he chewed, sopping another die of bread in the

[2945] gravy and raising it to his mouth.

[2949] Thanks ever so much for the lovely birthday present. It suits me

[2988] happened. Of course it might. Wait in any case till it does. A wild

[2999] Your head it simply swirls.

[3022] nosed at it and stalked to the door. She looked back at him, mewing.

[3023] Wants to go out. Wait before a door sometime it will open. Let her wait.

[3038] In the tabledrawer he found an old number of Titbits. He folded it under

[3039] his armpit, went to the door and opened it. The cat went up in soft

[3061] He walked on. Where is my hat, by the way? Must have put it back on

[3069] Deep voice that fellow Dlugacz has. Agendath what is it? Now, my miss.

[3080] on his bared knees. Something new and easy. No great hurry. Keep it a

[3089] patiently that slight constipation of yesterday quite gone. Hope it’s

[3091] tabloid of cascara sagrada. Life might be so. It did not move or touch

[3092] him but it was something quick and neat. Print anything now. Silly

[3097] quietly, he envied kindly Mr Beaufoy who had written it and received

[3114] humming then. Allude to it. Strange kind of music that last night. The

[3116] vest against her full wagging bub. Peering into it. Lines in her eyes.

[3117] It wouldn’t pan out somehow.

[3123] He tore away half the prize story sharply and wiped himself with it.

5. Lotus Eaters

[3161] Aleph, Beth. And past Nichols’ the undertaker. At eleven it is. Time

[3165] tooraloom tooraloom tay. O, surely he bagged it. Bury him cheap in a

[3177] behind the headband and transferred it to his waistcoat pocket.

[3181] blend, made of the finest Ceylon brands. The far east. Lovely spot it

[3183] cactuses, flowery meads, snaky lianas they call them. Wonder is it like

[3193] the body in the water is equal to the weight of the what? Or is it the

[3194] volume is equal to the weight? It’s a law something like that.

[3198] second per second. They all fall to the ground. The earth. It’s the

[3203] from his sidepocket, unfolded it, rolled it lengthwise in a baton and

[3204] tapped it at each sauntering step against his trouserleg. Careless air:

[3206] it means. From the curbstone he darted a keen glance through the door of

[3238] felt its way under the flap of the envelope, ripping it open in jerks.

[3262] —To be sure, poor fellow. So it is. What time?

[3264] A photo it isn’t. A badge maybe.

[3268] —I must try to get out there, M’Coy said. Eleven, is it? I only

[3269] heard it last night. Who was telling me? Holohan. You know Hoppy?

[3312] he filled up. Is it Paddy Dignam? I said. I couldn’t believe it when I

[3313] heard it. I was with him no later than Friday last or Thursday was it in

[3320] Lost it. Curse your noisy pugnose. Feels locked out of it. Paradise and

[3322] street hallway Monday was it settling her garter. Her friend covering

[3342] With it an abode of bliss.

[3344] —My missus has just got an engagement. At least it’s not settled

[3354] —That so? M’Coy said. Glad to hear that, old man. Who’s getting it

[3366] —It’s a kind of a tour, don’t you see, Mr Bloom said thoughtfully.

[3398] it from that good day to this.

[3402] way: for a little ballad. No guts in it. You and me, don’t you know:

[3419] right name is? By Mosenthal it is. Rachel, is it? No. The scene he was

[3430] his face. That day! O, dear! O, dear! Ffoo! Well, perhaps it was best

[3434] hazard. No use thinking of it any more. Nosebag time. Wish I hadn’t

[3446] He drew the letter from his pocket and folded it into the newspaper he

[3463] Open it. And once I played marbles when I went to that old dame’s

[3467] A flower. I think it’s a. A yellow flower with flattened petals. Not

[3472] I got your last letter to me and thank you very much for it. I am sorry

[3494] and placed it in his heart pocket. Language of flowers. They like it

[3500] perfume. Having read it all he took it from the newspaper and put it

[3504] wrote it herself. Doing the indignant: a girl of good family like me,

[3509] Brutal, why not? Try it anyhow. A bit at a time.

[3511] Fingering still the letter in his pocket he drew the pin out of it.

[3512] Common pin, eh? He threw it on the road. Out of her clothes somewhere:

[3521] To keep it up,

[3522] To keep it up.

[3523] It? Them. Such a bad headache. Has her roses probably. Or sitting all

[3522] To keep it up.

[3541] Going under the railway arch he took out the envelope, tore it swiftly

[3564] he doffed his hat, took the card from his pocket and tucked it again

[3565] behind the leather headband. Damn it. I might have tried to work M’Coy

[3572] religion. Save China’s millions. Wonder how they explain it to the

[3574] them. Buddha their god lying on his side in the museum. Taking it easy

[3583] listening. Still life. Lap it up like milk, I suppose.

[3594] communion, shook a drop or two (are they in water?) off it and put it

[3597] to put it into her mouth, murmuring all the time. Latin. The next one.

[3600] don’t seem to chew it: only swallow it down. Rum idea: eating bits of

[3601] a corpse. Why the cannibals cotton to it.

[3608] it to melt in their stomachs. Something like those mazzoth: it’s that

[3609] sort of bread: unleavened shewbread. Look at them. Now I bet it makes

[3610] them feel happy. Lollipop. It does. Yes, bread of angels it’s called.

[3611] There’s a big idea behind it, kind of kingdom of God is within you

[3615] spreeish. Let off steam. Thing is if you really believe in it. Lourdes

[3622] instant before it, showing a large grey bootsole from under the lace

[3626] suffered, it is. And the other one? Iron nails ran in.

[3642] smartly. Wine. Makes it more aristocratic than for example if he drank

[3645] (aromatic). Doesn’t give them any of it: shew wine: only the other.

[3655] Christ, but don’t keep us all night over it. Music they wanted.

[3665] too. They had a gay old time while it lasted. Healthy too, chanting,

[3667] having eunuchs in their choir that was coming it a bit thick. What kind

[3668] of voice is it? Must be curious to hear after their own strong basses.

[3671] legs. Who knows? Eunuch. One way out of it.

[3687] interesting if you understood what it was all about. Wonderful

[3704] church: they mapped out the whole theology of it.

[3721] time? Women enjoy it. Never tell you. But we. Excuse, miss, there’s

[3724] me before. Still like you better untidy. Good job it wasn’t farther

[3739] O well, poor fellow, it’s not his fault. When was it I got it made up

[3740] last? Wait. I changed a sovereign I remember. First of the month it must

[3741] have been or the second. O, he can look it up in the prescriptions book.

[3755] phlegm. Poisons the only cures. Remedy where you least expect it. Clever

[3769] It certainly did make her skin so delicate white like wax.

[3777] Skinfood. One of the old queen’s sons, duke of Albany was it? had only

[3779] make it worse. But you want a perfume too. What perfume does your? Peau

[3783] girl did it. Also I think I. Yes I. Do it in the bath. Curious longing

[3790] —No, Mr Bloom said. Make it up, please. I’ll call later in the day

[3820] Lyons said. Where the bugger is it?

[3826] —You can keep it, Mr Bloom said.

[3831] —I was just going to throw it away, Mr Bloom said.

[3837] —I say you can keep it, Mr Bloom answered. I was going to throw it

[3843] —I’ll risk it, he said. Here, thanks.

[3848] in it, smiling. Silly lips of that chap. Betting. Regular hotbed of it

[3857] up like a cod in a pot. Damn bad ad. Now if they had made it round

[3866] Sit around under sunshades. Over after over. Out. They can’t play it

[3876] He foresaw his pale body reclined in it at full, naked, in a womb of

6. Hades

[3905] after him and slammed it twice till it shut tight. He passed an arm

[3912] wake. Then getting it ready. Laying it out. Molly and Mrs Fleming making

[3913] the bed. Pull it more to your side. Our windingsheet. Never know who

[3920] it out of that. Wait for an opportunity.

[3939] —That’s a fine old custom, he said. I am glad to see it has not died

[3976] his back. Thinks he’ll cure it with pills. All breadcrumbs they are.

[3982] I’ll make it my business to write a letter one of those days to his

[3997] Strange feeling it would be. From me. Just a chance. Must have been that

[3999] at it by the wall of the cease to do evil. And the sergeant grinning up.

[4001] touch, Poldy. God, I’m dying for it. How life begins.

[4037] —It struck me too, Martin Cunningham said.

[4044] —After all, he said, it’s the most natural thing in the world.

[4070] Gasworks. Whooping cough they say it cures. Good job Milly never got

[4071] it. Poor children! Doubles them up black and blue in convulsions. Shame

[4076] dying scrawl. He took it to heart, pined away. Quiet brute. Old men’s

[4081] I thought it would. My boots were creaking I remember now.

[4085] —A pity it did not keep up fine, Martin Cunningham said.

[4093] —It’s as uncertain as a child’s bottom, he said.

[4115] —I did not then, Mr Dedalus said. Where is it?

[4126] Peake is that? is it the chap was in Crosbie and Alleyne’s? no,

[4132] It is now a month since dear Henry fled

[4136] I tore up the envelope? Yes. Where did I put her letter after I read it

[4161] drink or two. As broad as it’s long.

[4199] —O, very well, Mr Bloom said. I hear great accounts of it. It’s a

[4243] he keeps? Not pleasant for the wife. Yet they say, who was it told me,

[4245] quick. Yes, it was Crofton met him one evening bringing her a pound of

[4247] it?

[4282] —Yes. Isn’t it awfully good?

[4284] —What is that? Mr Dedalus asked. I didn’t hear it.

[4290] —What? Mr Dedalus asked. That confirmed bloody hobbledehoy is it?

[4303] —Reuben J and the son were piking it down the quay next the river on

[4322] —Isn’t it awfully good? Mr Bloom said eagerly.

[4352] Drink like the devil till it turns adelite. A lot of money he spent

[4353] colouring it.

[4383] nothing. Mistake of nature. If it’s healthy it’s from the mother. If

[4386] —Poor little thing, Mr Dedalus said. It’s well out of it.

[4396] Martin Cunningham drew out his watch briskly, coughed and put it back.

[4401] must take a charitable view of it.

[4403] —They say a man who does it is a coward, Mr Dedalus said.

[4405] —It is not for us to judge, Martin Cunningham said.

[4411] a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it wasn’t broken

[4427] room in the hotel with hunting pictures. Stuffy it was. Sunlight through

[4500] —Why? Mr Bloom asked, turning to Mr Dedalus. Wouldn’t it be more

[4519] Quite right to close it. Looks horrid open. Then the insides decompose

[4530] But suppose now it did happen. Would he bleed if a nail say cut him in

[4532] where. The circulation stops. Still some might ooze out of an artery. It

[4556] They drove on past Brian Boroimhe house. Near it now.

[4586] —So it is, Mr Dedalus said. A gruesome case. Seymour Bushe got him

[4595] They looked. Murderer’s ground. It passed darkly. Shuttered,

[4598] They love reading about it. Man’s head found in a garden. Her clothing

[4621] Paltry funeral: coach and three carriages. It’s all the same.

[4637] Coffin now. Got here before us, dead as he is. Horse looking round at it

[4650] The mutes shouldered the coffin and bore it in through the gates. So

[4668] —O God! Mr Power whispered. First I heard of it. Poisoned himself?

[4701] waiting. It never comes. One must go first: alone, under the ground: and

[4730] —How did he lose it? Ned Lambert asked. Liquor, what?

[4748] from his pocket and knelt his right knee upon it. He fitted his black

[4751] A server bearing a brass bucket with something in it came out through a

[4777] a hole in the coffins sometimes to let out the bad gas and burn it. Out

[4778] it rushes: blue. One whiff of that and you’re a goner.

[4782] The priest took a stick with a knob at the end of it out of the boy’s

[4783] bucket and shook it over the coffin. Then he walked to the other end and

[4784] shook it again. Then he came back and put it back in the bucket. As you

[4785] were before you rested. It’s all written down: he has to do it.

[4789] The server piped the answers in the treble. I often thought it would be

[4793] Holy water that was, I expect. Shaking sleep out of it. He must be fed

[4795] What harm if he could see what he was shaking it over. Every mortal

[4809] coffin again, carried it out and shoved it on their cart. Corny Kelleher

[4869] —It does, Mr Bloom said.

[4874] every day. One fine day it gets bunged up: and there you are. Lots of

[4890] —As it should be, Mr Kernan said.

[4960] the man, says he. That’s not Mulcahy, says he, whoever done it.

[4970] —To cheer a fellow up, Martin Cunningham said. It’s pure

[4978] writing to Martha? Hope it’s not chucked in the dead letter office.

[4983] before her. It might thrill her first. Courting death. Shades of night

[4988] Gas of graves. Want to keep her mind off it to conceive at all. Women

[4990] sleep. Have you ever seen a ghost? Well, I have. It was a pitchdark

[4997] Desire to grig people. Molly wanting to do it at the window. Eight

[5004] honeycombed the ground must be: oblong cells. And very neat he keeps it

[5006] Well, so it is. Ought to be flowers of sleep. Chinese cemeteries with

[5008] Botanic Gardens are just over there. It’s the blood sinking in

[5024] swirling with them. Your head it simply swurls. Those pretty little

[5025] seaside gurls. He looks cheerful enough over it. Gives him a sense of

[5032] Keep out the damp. You must laugh sometimes so better do it that way.

[5046] nose on the brink, looping the bands round it.

[5057] you come to look at it.

[5062] them all it does seem a waste of wood. All gnawed through. They could

[5063] invent a handsome bier with a kind of panel sliding, let it down that

[5067] coffin. I see what it means. I see. To protect him as long as possible

[5079] mine turned by Mesias. Hello. It’s dyed. His wife I forgot he’s not

[5096] Well, it is a long rest. Feel no more. It’s the moment you feel. Must

[5097] be damned unpleasant. Can’t believe it at first. Mistake must be:

[5103] are the soles of his feet yellow. Pull the pillow away and finish it off

[5116] you shiver in the sun. Someone walking over it. Callboy’s warning.

[5132] it. The mourners took heart of grace, one by one, covering themselves

[5179] Clay, brown, damp, began to be seen in the hole. It rose. Nearly over.

[5216] be at his grave. Ten shillings for the gardener. He keeps it free of

[5219] did it of their own accord. Got the shove, all of them. Who kicked the

[5223] Eulogy in a country churchyard it ought to be that poem of whose is it

[5225] it. Old Dr Murren’s. The great physician called him home. Well it’s

[5239] The Sacred Heart that is: showing it. Heart on his sleeve. Ought to be

[5240] sideways and red it should be painted like a real heart. Ireland was

[5241] dedicated to it or whatever that. Seems anything but pleased. Why this

[5250] voice, yes: gramophone. Have a gramophone in every grave or keep it in

[5265] alive crushed itself in under the plinth, wriggled itself in under it.

[5274] clean no matter who it was. Ordinary meat for them. A corpse is meat

[5277] Cremation better. Priests dead against it. Devilling for the other firm.

[5287] the smell of it. Saltwhite crumbling mush of corpse: smell, taste like

[5330] —It’s all right now, Martin Cunningham said.

[5339] seeing it.

[5341] Oyster eyes. Never mind. Be sorry after perhaps when it dawns on him.

7. Aeolus

[5385] —There it is, Red Murray said. Alexander Keyes.

[5387] —Just cut it out, will you? Mr Bloom said, and I’ll take it round to

[5416] Dullthudding Guinness’s barrels. It passed statelily up the staircase,

[5464] WITH UNFEIGNED REGRET IT IS WE ANNOUNCE THE DISSOLUTION OF A MOST

[5479] College green. He boomed that workaday worker tack for all it was worth.

[5480] It’s the ads and side features sell a weekly, not the stale news in

[5483] barony of Tinnahinch. To all whom it may concern schedule pursuant to

[5495] and on the same, print it over and over and up and back. Monkeydoodle

[5498] —Well, get it into the evening edition, councillor, Hynes said.

[5532] —He wants it in for July, Mr Bloom said.

[5534] The foreman moved his pencil towards it.

[5536] —But wait, Mr Bloom said. He wants it changed. Keyes, you see. He

[5539] Hell of a racket they make. He doesn’t hear it. Nannan. Iron nerves.

[5551] the obedient reels feeding in huge webs of paper. Clank it. Clank

[5552] it. Miles of it unreeled. What becomes of it after? O, wrap up meat,

[5577] he didn’t know only make it awkward for him. Better not.

[5581] —I can get it, Mr Bloom said. It was in a Kilkenny paper. He has a

[5590] A typesetter brought him a limp galleypage. He began to check it

[5597] to give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning. It is amusing to view

[5598] the unpar one ar alleled embarra two ars is it? double ess ment of a

[5600] under a cemetery wall. Silly, isn’t it? Cemetery put in of course on

[5609] human the way it sllt to call attention. Doing its level best to speak.

[5617] —Wait. Where’s the archbishop’s letter? It’s to be repeated in

[5631] it a good place I know.

[5638] Try it anyhow. Rub in August: good idea: horseshow month. Ballsbridge.

[5651] AND IT WAS THE FEAST OF THE PASSOVER

[5654] Reads it backwards first. Quickly he does it. Must require some practice

[5663] into it well. Justice it means but it’s everybody eating everyone

[5668] the landing. Now am I going to tram it out all the way and then catch

[5675] walls with matches? Looks as if they did it for a bet. Heavy greasy

[5680] I put there. Lose it out of that pocket. Putting back his handkerchief

[5681] he took out the soap and stowed it away, buttoned, into the hip pocket

[5688] Know who that is. What’s up? Pop in a minute to phone. Ned Lambert it

[5699] face, asked of it sourly:

[5701] —Agonising Christ, wouldn’t it give you a heartburn on your arse?

[5705] —Or again, note the meanderings of some purling rill as it babbles on

[5739] —What is it? Mr Bloom asked.

[5753] —Is it his speech last night? Mr Bloom asked.

[5817] souls, as it were...

[5820] taking anything for it?

[5849] All very fine to jeer at it now in cold print but it goes down like hot

[5860] —What is it?

[5890] —So it was, begad, Ned Lambert agreed.

[5904] off a piece, twanged it smartly between two and two of his resonant

[5948] —It wasn’t me, sir. It was the big fellow shoved me, sir.

[5956] —Waiting for the racing special, sir, the newsboy said. It was Pat

[5994] He went to the door and, holding it ajar, paused. J. J. O’Molloy

[6004] this ad of Keyes’s. Want to fix it up. They tell me he’s round there

[6053] murmuring meditation, but it is not always as it seems. Who has the most

[6060] O’Molloy opened his case again and offered it.

[6073] He took a cigarette from the open case. Lenehan, lighting it for him

[6078] —Imperium romanum, J. J. O’Molloy said gently. It sounds nobler than

[6083] —That’s it, he said. We are the fat. You and I are the fat in the

[6095] sewers. The Jews in the wilderness and on the mountaintop said: It is

[6098] which he set his foot (on our shore he never set it) only his cloacal

[6099] obsession. He gazed about him in his toga and he said: It is meet to be

[6112] asked. It was at the royal university dinner. Everything was going

[6144] —That old pelters, the editor said. Who tore it? Was he short taken?

[6177] —The moot point is did he forget it, J. J. O’Molloy said quietly,

[6184] —I’ll tell you how it was, Myles Crawford began. A Hungarian it was

[6260] quiet mockery. Or was it you shot the lord lieutenant of Finland between

[6265] —We were only thinking about it, Stephen said.

[6284] “YOU CAN DO IT!”

[6289] in it. You can do it. I see it in your face. In the lexicon of youth...

[6291] See it in your face. See it in your eye. Lazy idle little schemer.

[6295] public! Give them something with a bite in it. Put us all into it, damn

[6306] —You can do it, Myles Crawford repeated, clenching his hand in

[6323] hat. Where it took place. Tim Kelly, or Kavanagh I mean. Joe Brady and

[6330] —Hop and carry one, is it? Myles Crawford said.

[4247] it?

[6354] —I’ll answer it, the professor said, going.

[6364] illstarched dicky jutted up and with a rude gesture he thrust it back

[6385] —Gave it to them on a hot plate, Myles Crawford said, the whole bloody

[6390] —I saw it, the editor said proudly. I was present. Dick Adams, the

[6400] an advertisement. Gregor Grey made the design for it. That gave him the

[6426] cyclone last year and thought she’d buy a view of Dublin. And it

[6438] write it then?

[6480] —Bushe? the editor said. Well, yes: Bushe, yes. He has a strain of it

[6489] my life fell from the lips of Seymour Bushe. It was in that case of

[6516] it was that small act, trivial in itself, that striking of that match,

[6523] —He said of it: that stony effigy in frozen music, horned and

[6535] —You like it? J. J. O’Molloy asked Stephen.

[6549] it. She was a nice old bag of tricks. A. E. has been telling some yankee

[6570] —He is sitting with Tim Healy, J. J. O’Molloy said, rumour has it,

[6576] —It was the speech, mark you, the professor said, of a finished

[6579] contumely upon the new movement. It was then a new movement. We were

[6594] beard round it. He wore a loose white silk neckcloth and altogether he

[6612] since by my learned friend. It seemed to me that I had been transported

[6620] it yourself?

[6622] —And it seemed to me that I heard the voice of that Egyptian

[6628] It was revealed to me that those things are good which yet are corrupted

[6654] A dumb belch of hunger cleft his speech. He lifted his voice above it

[6693] —You take my breath away. It is not perchance a French compliment?

[6697] —That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. All that are in favour

[6698] say ay, Lenehan announced. The contrary no. I declare it carried. To

[6725] —I hope you will live to see it published. Myles, one moment.

[6729] —Come along, Stephen, the professor said. That is fine, isn’t it? It

[6766] On now. Dare it. Let there be life.

[6773] their umbrellas for fear it may come on to rain.

[6788] had no idea it was that high.

[6820] —What is it? Myles Crawford said, falling back a pace.

[6832] Saturday pink. And he wants it copied if it’s not too late I told

[6833] councillor Nannetti from the Kilkenny People. I can have access to it in

[6835] It’s a play on the name. But he practically promised he’d give

[6851] suppose it’s worth a short par. He’d give the ad, I think. I’ll

[6887] blue dome, Adam and Eve’s, saint Laurence O’Toole’s. But it makes

[6903] —It gives them a crick in their necks, Stephen said, and they are too

[6905] them and eat the plums out of it, one after another, wiping off with

[6918] Gorgias, the sophist. It is said of him that none could tell if he were

[6921] beauty from Argive Helen and handed it to poor Penelope.

[6939] —But what do you call it? Myles Crawford asked. Where did they get the

[6944] —Call it, wait, the professor said, opening his long lips wide to

[6945] reflect. Call it, let me see. Call it: deus nobis hæc otia fecit.

[6947] —No, Stephen said. I call it A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or The

8. Lestrygonians

[7011] Phosphorus it must be done with. If you leave a bit of codfish for

[7012] instance. I could see the bluey silver over it. Night I went down to the

[7013] pantry in the kitchen. Don’t like all the smells in it waiting to

[7014] rush out. What was it she wanted? The Malaga raisins. Thinking of Spain.

[7029] those fellows if you could pick it out of her. Never pick it out of her.

[7035] too. Potatoes and marge, marge and potatoes. It’s after they feel it.

[7039] the parapet. Brewery barge with export stout. England. Sea air sours it,

[7049] eightpence too much. Hhhhm. It’s the droll way he comes out with the

[7057] day I threw that stale cake out of the Erin’s King picked it up in the

[7063] no rhymes: blank verse. The flow of the language it is. The thoughts.

[7089] mouth disease too. If you cram a turkey say on chestnutmeal it tastes

[7090] like that. Eat pig like pig. But then why is it that saltwater fish are

[7100] own water really? It’s always flowing in a stream, never the same,

[7103] to be stuck up in all the greenhouses. Never see it now. Strictly

[7118] No, no. I don’t believe it. He wouldn’t surely?

[7125] never exactly understood. There’s a priest. Could ask him. Par it’s

[7126] Greek: parallel, parallax. Met him pike hoses she called it till I told

[7137] stowing away number one Bass. Barrel of Bass. See? It all works out.

[7144] his foreboard, crammed it into his mouth and munched as he walked. Our

[7153] too. Curiosity. Pillar of salt. Wouldn’t have it of course because he

[7154] didn’t think of it himself first. Or the inkbottle I suggested with

[7160] I am. Devil of a job it was collecting accounts of those convents.

[7170] buttering themselves in and out. Molly tasting it, her veil up. Sister?

[7171] Pat Claffey, the pawnbroker’s daughter. It was a nun they say invented

[7181] lapping it for the inner alderman. Couldn’t hear what the band played.

[7184] Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. She didn’t like it because I

[7187] Flies’ picnic too. Never put a dress on her back like it. Fitted her

[7188] like a glove, shoulders and hips. Just beginning to plump it out well.

[7202] Pen ...? Of course it’s years ago. Noise of the trams probably. Well,

[7212] blew out of my hand against the High school railings. Lucky it didn’t.

[7255] —O, dear me, Mrs Breen said. I hope it wasn’t any near relation.

[7282] they’d taste it with the hot tea. Or is it from her? A barefoot arab

[7284] hunger that way. Pleasure or pain is it? Penny dinner. Knife and fork

[7288] those things. Stick it in a chap’s eye in the tram. Rummaging. Open.

[7314] —Read that, she said. He got it this morning.

[7316] —What is it? Mr Bloom asked, taking the card. U. P.?

[7318] —U. p: up, she said. Someone taking a rise out of him. It’s a great

[7321] —Indeed it is, Mr Bloom said.

[7332] grapes to take the harm out of it. Shabby genteel. She used to be a

[7356] —I just called to ask on the way in is she over it. She’s in the

[7362] —Yes, Mrs Breen said. And a houseful of kids at home. It’s a very

[7389] —Who is he if it’s a fair question? Mrs Breen asked. Is he dotty?

[7420] Wrote it for a lark in the Scotch house I bet anything. Round to

[7445] it tender enough for them. Riding astride. Sit her horse like a man.

[7451] put her mount to it. Think that pugnosed driver did it out of spite. Who

[7457] quality left. High tea. Mayonnaise I poured on the plums thinking it was

[7487] consumptive. Time someone thought about it instead of gassing about the

[7488] what was it the pensive bosom of the silver effulgence. Flapdoodle to

[7494] want to work it out on paper come to a tidy sum more than you think.

[7511] pigeons flew. Their little frolic after meals. Who will we do it on?

[7534] being lagged they let him have it hot and heavy in the bridewell.

[7546] charge. Right here it began.

[7595] before it gets too cold. Halffed enthusiasts. Penny roll and a walk with

[7616] all the gold. Swindle in it somewhere. Piled up in cities, worn away age

[7628] in there. Like a mortuary chapel. Wouldn’t live in it if they paid me.

[7667] Holding forth. She’s taking it all in. Not saying a word. To aid

[7673] of that cow will pursue you through all eternity. They say it’s

[7674] healthier. Windandwatery though. Tried it. Keep you on the run all day.

[7682] symbolistic. Esthetes they are. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was that

[7699] daughter’s bag and hand it to her at Limerick junction. Unclaimed

[7703] His lids came down on the lower rims of his irides. Can’t see it. If

[7704] you imagine it’s there you can almost see it. Can’t see it.

[7715] Now that I come to think of it that ball falls at Greenwich time. It’s

[7721] it on with a trowel. Cap in hand goes through the land. Not go in and

[7729] Never know anything about it. Waste of time. Gasballs spinning about,

[7743] Stop. Stop. If it was it was. Must.

[7765] never like it again after Rudy. Can’t bring back time. Like holding

[7768] Wants to sew on buttons for me. I must answer. Write it in the library.

[7789] mightn’t like it. Women won’t pick up pins. Say it cuts lo.

[7833] on his plate: halfmasticated gristle: gums: no teeth to chewchewchew it.

[7834] Chump chop from the grill. Bolting to get it over. Sad booser’s eyes.

[7840] Christianity. Couldn’t swallow it all however.

[7855] bread. Lick it off the plate, man! Get out of this.

[7865] on it. Good stroke. Give me the fidgets to look. Safer to eat from his

[7866] three hands. Tear it limb from limb. Second nature to him. Born with a

[7872] up: it splashed yellow near his boot. A diner, knife and fork upright,

[7908] big as the Phoenix park. Harpooning flitches and hindquarters out of it.

[7910] it. Soup, joint and sweet. Never know whose thoughts you’re chewing.

[7915] the earth garlic of course it stinks after Italian organgrinders crisp

[7926] Insidious. Lick it up smokinghot, thick sugary. Famished ghosts.

[7947] the obituary notices they stuck it. All up a plumtree. Dignam’s potted

[7952] the reverend Mr MacTrigger. With it an abode of bliss. Lord knows what

[7966] Tom Kernan can dress. Puts gusto into it. Pure olive oil. Milly served

[7981] Music. Knows as much about it as my coachman. Still better tell him.

[7987] —No. O, that’s the style. Who’s getting it up?

[8003] He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs. Their lives. I have it.

[8004] It grew bigger and bigger and bigger.

[8006] —Getting it up? he said. Well, it’s like a company idea, you see.

[8011] mixed up in it?

[8023] speed it, set his wineglass delicately down.

[8036] Hope that dewdrop doesn’t come down into his glass. No, snuffled it

[8039] —For near a month, man, before it came off. Sucking duck eggs by God

[8062] the way it curves there.

[8064] —I wouldn’t do anything at all in that line, Davy Byrne said. It

[8085] it. Ay.

[8101] cheese. Nice wine it is. Taste it better because I’m not thirsty. Bath

[8113] it on the dog first. Led on by the smell or the look. Tempting fruit.

[8123] mix inside. Idea for a poison mystery. That archduke Leopold was it no

[8124] yes or was it Otto one of those Habsburgs? Or who was it used to eat the

[8136] Curly cabbage à la duchesse de Parme. Just as well to write it on the

[8138] the broth. I know it myself. Dosing it with Edwards’ desiccated soup.

[8144] remember. Du de la is French. Still it’s the same fish perhaps old

[8153] grapes of Burgundy. Sun’s heat it is. Seems to a secret touch telling

[8164] it: joy. Young life, her lips that gave me pouting. Soft warm sticky

[8178] it curves: curves are beauty. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the

[8185] and turnips, bottle of Allsop. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity:

[8188] dung, earth, food: have to feed it like stoking an engine. They have

[8214] gentleman is in trouble that way. It only brings it up fresh in their

[8217] —It’s not the wife anyhow, Nosey Flynn said. I met him the day

[8220] taking it home to his better half. She’s well nourished, I tell you.

[8245] —O, it’s a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. They stick to you when

[8246] you’re down. I know a fellow was trying to get into it. But they’re

[8247] as close as damn it. By God they did right to keep the women out of it.

[8272] —He’s not too bad, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up. He’s been

[8295] —Well, what’ll it be? Paddy Leonard asked.

[8318] —Zinfandel is it? Nosey Flynn asked.

[8329] —Is it Zinfandel?

[8335] Leonard said. Who gave it to you?

[8343] —That’s the man now that gave it to me, Bantam Lyons whispered.

[8353] smooth. Something green it would have to be: spinach, say. Then with

[8357] cobblestones and lapped it with new zest. Surfeit. Returned with thanks

[8361] Wasting time explaining it to Flynn’s mouth. Lean people long mouths.

[8374] turned back his thoughts. They could: and watch it all the way down,

[8428] —There’s a van there, Mr Bloom said, but it’s not moving. I’ll

[8436] guide it forward.

[8463] Must have felt it. See things in their forehead perhaps: kind of sense

[8464] of volume. Weight or size of it, something blacker than the dark. Wonder

[8465] would he feel it if something was removed. Feel a gap. Queer idea of

[8490] for instance. Say it was black, for instance. Good. We call it black.

[8496] here too. Wait. Think over it.

[8507] his belly. But I know it’s whitey yellow. Want to try in the dark to

[8534] Sixteenth. Today it is. In aid of funds for Mercer’s hospital. The

[8541] Straw hat in sunlight. Tan shoes. Turnedup trousers. It is. It is.

[8546] Is it? Almost certain. Won’t look. Wine in my face. Why did I? Too

[8547] heady. Yes, it is. The walk. Not see. Get on.

9. Scylla and Charybdis

[8621] Satan he calls it.

[8660] work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. The painting of

[8703] —Upon my word it makes my blood boil to hear anyone compare Aristotle

[8725] bring him in to hear the discussion. He’s gone to Gill’s to buy it.

[8751] French town, don’t you know, a provincial town. They advertised it.

[8761] —Pièce de Shakespeare, don’t you know. It’s so French. The French

[8768] —Yes, I suppose it would be, he said. Excellent people, no doubt, but

[8786] —He will have it that Hamlet is a ghoststory, John Eglinton said for

[8806] —It is this hour of a day in mid June, Stephen said, begging with

[8808] bankside. The bear Sackerson growls in the pit near it, Paris garden.

[8822] castoff mail of a court buck, a wellset man with a bass voice. It is the

[8835] Is it possible that that player Shakespeare, a ghost by absence, and in

[8838] prince Hamlet’s twin), is it possible, I want to know, or probable

[8849] mean when we read the poetry of King Lear what is it to us how the

[8852] the poet’s drinking, the poet’s debts. We have King Lear: and it is

[8861] Marry, I wanted it.

[8865] Go to! You spent most of it in Georgina Johnson’s bed, clergyman’s

[8868] Do you intend to pay it back?

[228] it.

[8917] out of it as quickly and as best he could.

[8944] The girl I left behind me. If the earthquake did not time it we should

[8953] speech are lent them by males. He chose badly? He was chosen, it seems

[9003] said, friendly and earnest. Mr Russell, rumour has it, is gathering

[9015] that in virtue of which it is impossible that one can be otherwise.

[9021] Longworth will give it a good puff in the Express. O, will he? I liked

[9027] wild oats? Awfully clever, isn’t it? They remind one of Don Quixote

[9029] says. Moore is the man for it. A knight of the rueful countenance here

[9032] clever sketches. We are becoming important, it seems.

[9041] —O, yes. If he considers it important it will go in. We have so much

[9061] —Is it your view, then, that she was not faithful to the poet?

[9104] —But Hamlet is so personal, isn’t it? Mr Best pleaded. I mean, a

[9111] in mo shagart. Put beurla on it, littlejohn.

[9128] it was when I was born, though all my body has been woven of new stuff

[9181] —Mr Brandes accepts it, Stephen said, as the first play of the closing

[9185] his name is, say of it?

[9227] you will get it in middle life. Why does he send to one who is a

[9248] with two backs that urged it King Hamlet’s ghost could not know of

[9327] —For Willie Hughes, is it not? the quaker librarian asked.

[9332] Of course it’s all paradox, don’t you know, Hughes and hews and

[9333] hues, the colour, but it’s so typical the way he works it out. It’s

[9354] —Do you think it is only a paradox? the quaker librarian was asking.

[9369] launch it from? The kips? No. College Green. Have you drunk the four

[9377] —It’s what I’m telling you, mister honey, it’s queer and sick we

[9378] were, Haines and myself, the time himself brought it in. ’Twas murmur

[9414] is it?

[9472] in whom a score of heroes slept, and handed it to poor Penelope. Twenty

[9475] art, more than the art of feudalism as Walt Whitman called it, is the

[9525] —It seems so, Stephen said, when he wants to do for him, and for all

[9531] Sweet Ann, I take it, was hot in the blood. Once a wooer, twice a wooer.

[9589] —It is clear that there were two beds, a best and a secondbest, Mr

[9627] cake and have it.

[9676] —Pogue mahone! Acushla machree! It’s destroyed we are from this day!

[9677] It’s destroyed we are surely!

[9683] from that of the new Viennese school Mr Magee spoke of, likens it in his

[9686] stranger who, it may be, hungers for it. Jews, whom christians tax with

[9709] It has vanished long ago...

[9715] which bed he slept it skills not to ask) and heard she had a soul. She

[9720] Agenbite of inwit: remorse of conscience. It is an age of exhausted

[9724] The ages succeed one another. But we have it on high authority that a

[9732] it him. Visits him here on quarter days. Mr Magee, sir, there’s a

[9751] night. From hour to hour it rots and rots. He rests, disarmed

[9755] to man. It is a mystical estate, an apostolic succession, from only

[9781] In rue Monsieur-le-Prince I thought it.

[9854] BEST: I hope Edmund is going to catch it. I don’t want Richard, my

[9863] set his face in a dark corner of his canvas. He has revealed it in the

[9870] birth. It shone by day in the heavens alone, brighter than Venus in the

[9871] night, and by night it shone over delta in Cassiopeia, the recumbent

[9873] eyes watched it, lowlying on the horizon, eastward of the bear, as

[9879] Don’t tell them he was nine years old when it was quenched.

[9889] —What is that, Mr Dedalus? the quaker librarian asked. Was it a

[9902] is strange enough. I suppose it explains your fantastical humour.

[9979] breaks his staff, buries it certain fathoms in the earth and drowns his

[9980] book. It doubles itself in the middle of his life, reflects itself in

[9982] It repeats itself again when he is near the grave, when his married

[9983] daughter Susan, chip of the old block, is accused of adultery. But it

[9987] committed by another in whose sin he too has sinned. It is between the

[9988] lines of his last written words, it is petrified on his tombstone under

[9989] which her four bones are not to be laid. Age has not withered it. Beauty

[9990] and peace have not done it away. It is in infinite variety everywhere

[9992] like It, in The Tempest, in Hamlet, in Measure for Measure—and in all

[10013] When all is said Dumas fils (or is it Dumas père?) is right. After God

[10024] to be divorced. If you like the epilogue look long on it: prosperous

[10030] doorstep. If Judas go forth tonight it is to Judas his steps will tend.

[10034] the folio of this world and wrote it badly (He gave us light first and

[10067] —Are you going to write it? Mr Best asked. You ought to make it a

[10073] payment for it since you don’t believe it yourself. Dowden believes

[10078] ancestor wrote the plays. It will come as a surprise to his grace. But

10. Wandering Rocks

[10332] be sure it was. Beautiful weather it was, delightful indeed. Yes, it was

[10353] Of good family too would one think it? Welsh, were they not?

[10397] speak. The incumbent they called him. He felt it incumbent on him to say

[10402] road. It was a wonder that there was not a tramline in such an important

[10415] nobleman. And now it was an office or something.

[10439] him. It was idyllic: and Father Conmee reflected on the providence of

[10440] the Creator who had made turf to be in bogs whence men might dig it

[10441] out and bring it to town and hamlet to make fires in the houses of poor

[10462] It was a peaceful day. The gentleman with the glasses opposite Father

[10476] At Annesley bridge the tram halted and, when it was about to go, an old

[10497] by God. It seemed to Father Conmee a pity that they should all be lost,

[10503] The Malahide road was quiet. It pleased Father Conmee, road and name.

[10531] It was a charming day.

[10567] went to it and, spinning it on its axle, viewed its shape and brass

[10583] —It’s very close, the constable said.

[10609] A stout lady stopped, took a copper coin from her purse and dropped it

[10630] woman’s hand flung forth a coin over the area railings. It fell on the

[10633] One of the urchins ran to it, picked it up and dropped it into the

[10676] —Where did you get it? Katey asked.

[10686] —Give us it here.

[10730] his fob and held it at its chain’s length.

[10737] —Certainly, sir. Is it in the city?

[10747] —Send it at once, will you? he said. It’s for an invalid.

[10821] Too much mystery business in it. Is he in love with that one, Marion?

[10822] Change it and get another by Mary Cecil Haye.

[10876] O’Madden Burke is going to write something about it one of these days.

[10893] I’ll get those bags cleared away from the windows. You can take it

[10931] bloody sorry I did it, says he, but I declare to God I thought the

[10932] archbishop was inside. He mightn’t like it, though. What? God, I’ll

[10943] —Well, Jack. What is it? What’s the trouble? Wait awhile. Hold hard.

[10963] —See? he said. Say it’s turn six. In here, see. Turn Now On.

[10965] He slid it into the left slot for them. It shot down the groove, wobbled

[10985] He slid in a disk for himself: and watched it shoot, wobble, ogle, stop:

[10995] Nosey Flynn stooped towards the lever, snuffling at it.

[10997] —But how does it work here, Tommy? he asked.

[11007] —Drain? Lenehan said. It was down a manhole.

[11014] like a bloody gaspipe and there was the poor devil stuck down in it,

[11057] were fine plates in it worth double the money, the stars and the moon

[11058] and comets with long tails. Astronomy it was about.

[11073] mayor was there, Val Dillon it was, and sir Charles Cameron and Dan

[11089] which we did ample justice. Fast and furious it was. After liquids came

[11097] all the jollification and when we sallied forth it was blue o’clock

[11098] the morning after the night before. Coming home it was a gorgeous

[11120] Poldy? says she. By God, she had Bloom cornered. That one, is it? says

[11128] M’Coy’s white face smiled about it at instants and grew grave.

[11140] butting with their skulls to get out of it. Child born every minute

[11146] —That I had, he said, pushing it by.

[11160] Know the kind that is. Had it? Yes.

[11162] He opened it. Thought so.

[11166] No: she wouldn’t like that much. Got her it once.

[11209] floor. He put his boot on what he had spat, wiping his sole along it,

[11212] Mr Bloom beheld it.

[11220] —Sweets of Sin, he said, tapping on it. That’s a good one.

[11230] The lacquey lifted his handbell and shook it:

[11241] —It’s time for you, she said.

[11256] —Give it up, father, Dilly said. All the people are looking at you.

[11274] —I was not, then, Mr Dedalus said, smiling. Was it the little nuns

[11292] —Well, what is it? he said, stopping.

[11307] —Watch him, he said. It’s instructive. I wonder will he allow us to

[11344] anything! O, sure they wouldn’t really! Is it little sister Monica!

[11364] I smiled at him. America, I said quietly, just like that. What is it?

[11369] there’s always someone to pick it up.

[11371] Saw him looking at my frockcoat. Dress does it. Nothing like a dressy

[11380] street. Well worth the half sovereign I gave Neary for it. Never built

[11382] club toff had it probably. John Mulligan, the manager of the Hibernian

[11389] has it.

[11398] Lambert’s brother over the way, Sam? What? Yes. He’s as like it as

[11399] damn it. No. The windscreen of that motorcar in the sun there. Just a

[11431] reminiscences of sir Jonah Barrington. When you look back on it all

[11452] His Excellency! Too bad! Just missed that by a hair. Damn it! What a

[11471] Old Russell with a smeared shammy rag burnished again his gem, turned it

[11472] and held it at the point of his Moses’ beard. Grandfather ape gloating

[11535] A Stuart face of nonesuch Charles, lank locks falling at its sides. It

[11542] —I bought it from the other cart for a penny, Dilly said, laughing

[11543] nervously. Is it any good?

[11556] —Here, Stephen said. It’s all right. Mind Maggy doesn’t pawn it on

[11583] —Jolly, Mr Dedalus said. Who is it?

[11587] —With a broken back, is it? Mr Dedalus asked.

[11617] —That’s a pretty garment, isn’t it, for a summer’s day?

[11659] along. I saw John Henry Menton casually in the Bodega just now and it

[11673] —Then our friend’s writ is not worth the paper it’s printed on,

[11813] —What was it? Martin Cunningham asked, as they went on up the

[11833] went up again to his forehead whereat it rested. An instant after, under

[11844] —We call it D.B.C. because they have damn bad cakes. O, but you missed

[11862] thoughtfully with thumb and forefinger. Now I am speculating what it

[11874] It’s rather interesting because professor Pokorny of Vienna makes an

[11897] —This is real Irish cream I take it, he said with forbearance. I

[11934] had been sent for, went along warm Wicklow street dawdling. It was too

[11950] is it? May the twentysecond. Sure, the blooming thing is all over. He

[11952] his collar sticking up. Buttoning it down, his chin lifted, he saw the

[11970] his other hand. His collar sprang up again and he tugged it down. The

[11972] end to it. He met schoolboys with satchels. I’m not going tomorrow

[11974] I’m in mourning? Uncle Barney said he’d get it into the paper

[11975] tonight. Then they’ll all see it in the paper and read my name printed

[11978] His face got all grey instead of being red like it was and there was a

[11979] fly walking over it up to his eye. The scrunch that was when they

[11981] bringing it downstairs.

[11983] Pa was inside it and ma crying in the parlour and uncle Barney telling

[11984] the men how to get it round the bend. A big coffin it was, and high and

[11990] saw his tongue and his teeth trying to say it better. Poor pa. That was

[12028] lino letters for her father who was laid up, knew by the style it was

[12052] watch not looked at in his fat left hand not feeling it. Where the

11. Sirens

[12279] —It’s them has the fine times, sadly then she said.

[12295] —What is it? loud boots unmannerly asked.

[12299] —Your beau, is it?

[12333] —No, said miss Kennedy. It gets brown after. Did you try the borax

[12340] —And leave it to my hands, she said.

[12342] —Try it with the glycerine, miss Kennedy advised.

[12592] —The tuner was in today, miss Douce replied, tuning it for the smoking

[12623] Means something, language of flow. Was it a daisy? Innocence that is.

[12628] jaunting car. It is. Again. Third time. Coincidence.

[12630] Jingling on supple rubbers it jaunted from the bridge to Ormond quay.

[12631] Follow. Risk it. Go quick. At four. Near now. Out.

[12648] poised that it now throbbed. You hear? It throbbed, pure, purer, softly

[12726] But easily she seized her prey and led it low in triumph.

[12731] lips, looked as it flowed (flower in his coat: who gave him?), and

[12758] Miss Douce took Boylan’s coin, struck boldly the cashregister. It

[12801] Quavering the chords strayed from the air, found it again, lost chord,

[12802] and lost and found it, faltering.

[12823] eyes went after, after her gliding head as it went down the bar by

[12825] a spiky shell, where it concerted, mirrored, bronze with sunnier bronze.

[12861] warm this black is. Course nerves a bit. Refracts (is it?) heat. Let me

[12922] who was it gave me the wheeze she was doing the other business? Do you

[13012] passed a remark. It was indeed, first gentleman said, beautiful weather.

[13014] And heard steelhoofs ringhoof ring. No, she couldn’t say. But it would

[13048] Piano again. Cowley it is. Way he sits in to it, like one together,

[13057] Only the harp. Lovely. Gold glowering light. Girl touched it. Poop of

[13066] —Go on, blast you! Ben Dollard growled. Get it out in bits.

[13090] —No, Simon, Father Cowley turned. Play it in the original. One flat.

[13107] Never forget it. Never.

[13111] the piper. Pills, pounded bread, worth a guinea a box. Stave it off

[13113] Sweets to the. Not making much hand of it. Best value in. Characteristic

[13145] —A beautiful air, said Bloom lost Leopold. I know it well.

[13149] He knows it well too. Or he feels. Still harping on his daughter. Wise

[13160] Dollard and Cowley still urged the lingering singer out with it.

[13162] —With it, Simon.

[13164] —It, Simon.

[13201] expect it in the least, her first merciful lovesoft oftloved word.

[13205] wound a skein round four forkfingers, stretched it, relaxed, and wound

[13206] it round his troubled double, fourfold, in octave, gyved them fast.

[13211] feet. When will we meet? My head it simply. Jingle all delighted. He

[13212] can’t sing for tall hats. Your head it simply swurls. Perfumed for

[13229] Tenderness it welled: slow, swelling, full it throbbed. That’s the

[13232] Words? Music? No: it’s what’s behind.

[13247] Martha it is. Coincidence. Just going to write. Lionel’s song.

[13252] The voice of Lionel returned, weaker but unwearied. It sang again to

[13259] Still hear it better here than in the bar though farther.

[13290] It soared, a bird, it held its flight, a swift pure cry, soar silver orb

[13291] it leaped serene, speeding, sustained, to come, don’t spin it out too

[13354] That voice was a lamentation. Calmer now. It’s in the silence after

[13358] slender catgut thong. He drew and plucked. It buzz, it twanged. While

[13366] string. Cruel it seems. Let people get fond of each other: lure them on.

[13375] your? Twang. It snapped.

[13393] Better write it here. Quills in the postoffice chewed and twisted.

[13398] —Yes, Mr Bloom said, teasing the curling catgut line. It certainly is.

[13401] envelope: unconcerned. It’s so characteristic.

[13405] —It is, Bloom said.

[13407] Numbers it is. All music when you come to think. Two multiplied by two

[13413] suppose you said it like: Martha, seven times nine minus x is thirtyfive

[13414] thousand. Fall quite flat. It’s on account of the sounds it is.

[13423] name. Playing it slow, a girl, night I came home, the girl. Door of the

[13430] It was the only language Mr Dedalus said to Ben. He heard them as a

[13446] put? Some pock or oth. It is utterl imposs. Underline imposs. To write

[13458] yes, will tell you. Want to. To keep it up. Call me that other. Other

[13459] world she wrote. My patience are exhaust. To keep it up. You must

[13460] believe. Believe. The tank. It. Is. True.

[13480] Bloom mur: best references. But Henry wrote: it will excite me. You

[13537] Ah, now he heard, she holding it to his ear. Hear! He heard. Wonderful.

[13538] She held it to her own. And through the sifted light pale gold in

[13551] first make it brown. Buttered toast. O and that lotion mustn’t forget.

[13552] Fever near her mouth. Your head it simply. Hair braided over: shell with

[13557] The sea they think they hear. Singing. A roar. The blood it is. Souse in

[13558] the ear sometimes. Well, it’s a sea. Corpuscle islands.

[13561] hearing: then laid it by, gently.

[13591] That’s joyful I can feel. Never have written it. Why? My joy is other

[13592] joy. But both are joys. Yes, joy it must be. Mere fact of music shows

[13606] It is a kind of music I often thought when she. Acoustics that is.

[13651] Ben Dollard’s voice. Base barreltone. Doing his level best to say it.

[13670] in a nest. Lay of the last minstrel he thought it was. See blank tee

[13708] Custom his country perhaps. That’s music too. Not as bad as it sounds.

[13746] Mumpsypum. Laughter in court. Henry. I never signed it. The lovely name

[13750] rustling soldier from his cassock. A yeoman captain. They know it all by

[13757] Blank face. Virgin should say: or fingered only. Write something on it:

[13761] didn’t see. They want it. Not too much polite. That’s why he gets

[13792] it to my hands. All lost in pity for croppy. Fro, to: to, fro: over

[13835] wash it down. Glad I avoided.

[13841] upon my soul and honour it is.

[13883] is to say. That was to say he had heard the name of. Dollard, was it?

[13894] one and eightpence too. Get shut of it. Dodge round by Greek street.

[13909] Cowley, he stuns himself with it: kind of drunkenness. Better give way

[13915] All a kind of attempt to talk. Unpleasant when it stops because you

[13937] forgot it when he was here.

[13967] Rooney’s band. Wonder how it first struck him. Sitting at home after

[13968] pig’s cheek and cabbage nursing it in the armchair. Rehearsing his

[13985] Waken the dead. Pom. Dignam. Poor little nominedomine. Pom. It is music.

[13986] I mean of course it’s all pom pom pom very much what they call da

[13991] he must have been a bit of a natural not to see it was a yeoman cap.

[13997] Yes, it is. I feel so lonely. Wet night in the lane. Horn. Who had

[14009] don’t want it. That’s what good salesman is. Make you buy what he

[14011] to charge me for the edge he gave it. She’s passing now. Six bob.

[14050] sure it’s the burgund. Yes. One, two. Let my epitaph be. Kraaaaaa.

12. Cyclops

[14144] —Barney mavourneen’s be it, says I. Anything strange or wonderful,

[14152] give the citizen the hard word about it.

[14156] has it but sure like that he never has it. Jesus, I couldn’t get over

[14163] it is in sooth of murmuring waters, fishful streams where sport the

[14247] —Foreign wars is the cause of it.

[14251] —It’s the Russians wish to tyrannise.

[14256] —Give it a name, citizen, says Joe.

[14345] the son of Rory: it is he. Impervious to fear is Rory’s son: he of the

[14381] Declare to God I could hear it hit the pit of my stomach with a click.

[14393] door. And begob what was it only that bloody old pantaloon Denis Breen

[14399] postcard someone sent him with U. p: up on it to take a li...

[14491] —Is it Paddy? says Joe.

[14548] wrong side of Maya to acknowledge the true path for it was reported

[14550] eastern angle where the ram has power. It was then queried whether there

[14553] doesn’t pile it on. It was ascertained that the reference was to

[14557] departing he requested that it should be told to his dear son Patsy that

[14564] Assurances were given that the matter would be attended to and it was

[14582] —Good Christ! says he. I could have sworn it was him.

[14594] —Ah, well, says Alf, trying to pass it off. He’s over all his

[14674] black border round it.

[14685] wight hath done a deed of blood for I will on nowise suffer it even so

[14694] —There’s one thing it hasn’t a deterrent effect on, says Alf.

[14704] when they cut him down after the drop it was standing up in their faces

[14709] —That can be explained by science, says Bloom. It’s only a natural

[14747] to bring. Gob, he golloped it down like old boots and his tongue hanging

[14764] him home as drunk as a boiled owl and he said he did it to teach him the

[14766] him, it’s a queer story, the old one, Bloom’s wife and Mrs O’Dowd

[14845] extricated from underneath the presidential armchair, it was explained

[14865] greatgreatgrandmothers) was easily distinguishable. It was exactly

[14878] horrible weapon by honing it upon his brawny forearm or decapitated

[14921] and it is safe to say that there was not a dry eye in that record

[14941] —God blimey if she aint a clinker, that there bleeding tart. Blimey it

[14942] makes me kind of bleeding cry, straight, it does, when I sees her cause

[14951] about the size of it. Gob, he’d let you pour all manner of drink down

[14968] where it wouldn’t blind him.

[14983] and grousing and his eye all bloodshot from the drouth is in it and the

[14994] greatest living phonetic expert (wild horses shall not drag it from us!)

[14996] verse recited and has found it bears a striking resemblance (the italics

[15012] caught. Perhaps it should be added that the effect is greatly increased

[15025] hear him lapping it up a mile off. And Joe asked him would he have

[15031] one pub to another, leaving it to your own honour, with old Giltrap’s

[15058] Then he starts all confused mucking it up about mortgagor under the act

[15059] like the lord chancellor giving it out on the bench and for the benefit

[15065] friend in court. Selling bazaar tickets or what do you call it royal

[15078] slight it may appear if judged by the standard of mere time, is founded,

[15151] her how to do it. What’s your programme today? Ay. Humane methods.

[15162] to ask about it on the floor of the house of commons.

[15165] him, as it happens.

[15215] —Put it there, citizen, says Joe. You were and a bloody sight better.

[15228] it for an hour so he would and talk steady.

[15256] it. His superb highclass vocalism, which by its superquality greatly

[15282] —I heard So and So made a cool hundred quid over it, says Alf.

[15305] a bloody fool to it. Handed him the father and mother of a beating. See

[15310] It was a historic and a hefty battle when Myler and Percy were scheduled

[15312] he was by lack of poundage, Dublin’s pet lamb made up for it by

[15327] jigtime. It was a fight to a finish and the best man for it. The two

[15334] flat. It was a knockout clean and clever. Amid tense expectation the

[15350] —My wife? says Bloom. She’s singing, yes. I think it will be a

[15385] —Save you kindly, says J. J. What’ll it be, Ned?

[15419] —Was it you did it, Alf? says Joe. The truth, the whole truth and

[15427] —Of course an action would lie, says J. J. It implies that he is not

[15435] indictment for publishing it in the eyes of the law.

[15455] account of it being cruel for the wife having to go round after the

[15456] old stuttering fool. Cruelty to animals so it is to let that bloody

[15467] —And moreover, says J. J., a postcard is publication. It was held to

[15491] One of the bottlenosed fraternity it was went by the name of James

[15494] any green in the white of my eye? Course it was a bloody barney. What?

[15529] quarter, it came to pass that those learned judges repaired them to the

[15575] —O, I’m sure that will be all right, Hynes, says Bloom. It’s just

[15601] And what was it only one of the smutty yankee pictures Terry borrows off

[15626] counsel whereby they might, if so be it might be, bring once more into

[15629] —It’s on the march, says the citizen. To hell with the bloody brutal

[15710] in New Ross, nothing like it in the whole wide world. Where are the

[15812] —I’ll tell you what about it, says the citizen. Hell upon earth it

[15824] John Beresford called it but the modern God’s Englishman calls it

[15843] —And the tragedy of it is, says the citizen, they believe it. The

[15844] unfortunate yahoos believe it.

[15854] wouldn’t it be the same here if you put force against force?

[15883] Teresa. But what did we ever get for it?

[15886] what it is? They were never worth a roasted fart to Ireland. Aren’t

[15934] —Persecution, says he, all the history of the world is full of it.

[15941] —What is it? says John Wyse.

[15950] out of it:

[15976] nobler king of beasts than the British article, be it said in passing),

[16015] —Right, says John Wyse. Stand up to it then with force like men.

[16023] —But it’s no use, says he. Force, hatred, history, all that.

[16025] knows that it’s the very opposite of that that is really life.

[16103] —No, says the citizen. It’s not signed Shanganagh. It’s only

[16108] —That’s how it’s worked, says the citizen. Trade follows the flag.

[16127] —Is it that whiteeyed kaffir? says the citizen, that never backed a

[16131] back that horse only I put him off it and he told me Bloom gave him the

[16133] the only man in Dublin has it. A dark horse.

[16152] (there’s the last of it) Jerusalem (ah!) cuckoos.

[16154] So anyhow when I got back they were at it dingdong, John Wyse saying it

[16159] puts the bloody kybosh on it if old sloppy eyes is mucking up the show.

[16169] —Well, it’s a fact, says John Wyse. And there’s the man now

[16170] that’ll tell you all about it, Martin Cunningham.

[16172] Sure enough the castle car drove up with Martin on it and Jack Power

[16191] And for ourselves give us of your best for ifaith we need it.

[16237] —Why not? says J. J., when he’s quite sure which country it is.

[16246] —He’s a perverted jew, says Martin, from a place in Hungary and it

[16253] father’s name that poisoned himself. He changed it by deedpoll, the

[16262] —Yes, says J. J., and every male that’s born they think it may

[16276] —I wonder did he ever put it out of sight, says Joe.

[16285] I’m telling you? It’d be an act of God to take a hold of a fellow

[16287] so it would. Then sloping off with his five quid without putting up a

[16421] —Come on boys, says Martin, seeing it was looking blue. Come along

[16425] It’s a secret.

[16466] about bloody nothing. Gob, it’d turn the porter sour in your guts, so

[16467] it would.

[16525] while, as it proceeded down the river, escorted by a flotilla of barges,

[16542] But as luck would have it the jarvey got the nag’s head round the

[16549] it into the county Longford. The bloody nag took fright and the old

[16563] progress, is literally a mass of ruins beneath which it is to be

[16565] eyewitnesses it transpires that the seismic waves were accompanied by

[16595] You never saw the like of it in all your born puff. Gob, if he got that

[16609] sheepsface on it gesticulating and the bloody mongrel after it with his

[16611] Hundred to five! Jesus, he took the value of it out of him, I promise

13. Nausicaa

[16667] take his castor oil unless it was Cissy Caffrey that held his nose and

[16680] which Master Jacky had built and Master Tommy would have it right go

[16681] wrong that it was to be architecturally improved by a frontdoor like the

[16743] ointments could make them though it was not true that she used to wear

[16748] to let on whatever she did that it was her that told her or she’d

[16757] devoirs to her. Mayhap it was this, the love that might have been, that

[16763] seductive. It was Madame Vera Verity, directress of the Woman Beautiful

[16766] becoming in leaders of fashion, and she had never regretted it. Then

[16770] her wealth of wonderful hair. It was dark brown with a natural wave in

[16771] it. She had cut it that very morning on account of the new moon and it

[16782] a joyous little laugh which had in it all the freshness of a young May

[16784] say that because of him cooling in his attentions when it was simply a

[16807] out. A neat blouse of electric blue selftinted by dolly dyes (because it

[16817] wanted at Clery’s summer sales, the very it, slightly shopsoiled but

[16818] you would never notice, seven fingers two and a penny. She did it up all

[16819] by herself and what joy was hers when she tried it on then, smiling at

[16821] put it on the waterjug to keep the shape she knew that that would take

[16831] Gerty would never see seventeen again) can find it in his heart to

[16845] out or if they got untied that he was thinking about you so long as it

[16853] mirror. You are lovely, Gerty, it said. The paly light of evening falls

[16865] it was only the end of her nose and then he hastened from the room with

[16869] to be asked and it was leap year too and would soon be over. No prince

[16875] long kiss. It would be like heaven. For such a one she yearns this balmy

[16895] Giltrap’s lovely dog Garryowen that almost talked it was so human

[16911] ball and if he took it there’d be wigs on the green but Tommy said it

[16917] —You’re not my sister, naughty Tommy said. It’s my ball.

[16920] finger and she snatched the ball quickly and threw it along the sand and

[16921] Tommy after it in full career, having won the day.

[16943] her nose. Give it to him too on the same place as quick as I’d look at

[16959] anthem of the organ. It was the men’s temperance retreat conducted

[16963] spectacle it was to see) in that simple fane beside the waves, after the

[16978] one thing of all things that Gerty knew it was that the man who lifts

[16989] (it was a palpable case of Doctor Fell) or his carbuncly nose with the

[16990] pimples on it and his sandy moustache a bit white under his nose. Poor

[17009] it rubbed the menthol cone on her forehead but Gerty though she didn’t

[17012] world of her for her gentle ways. It was Gerty who turned off the gas at

[17013] the main every night and it was Gerty who tacked up on the wall of that

[17019] story behind it. The colours were done something lovely. She was in

[17035] to avoid trouble Cissy Caffrey called to the gentleman to throw it to

[17037] it up the strand towards Cissy Caffrey but it rolled down the slope and

[17039] The twins clamoured again for it and Cissy told her to kick it away and

[17040] let them fight for it so Gerty drew back her foot but she wished their

[17049] jolly good kick and it went ever so far and the two twins after it down

[17050] towards the shingle. Pure jealousy of course it was nothing else to draw

[17059] and with it the fragrant names of her who was conceived without stain of

[17066] most pious Virgin’s intercessory power that it was not recorded in any

[17079] And baby did his level best to say it for he was very intelligent for

[17090] obstreperous at such toilet formalities and he let everyone know it:

[17094] And two great big lovely big tears coursing down his cheeks. It was all

[17102] brats of twins. She gazed out towards the distant sea. It was like the

[17108] pitapat. Yes, it was her he was looking at, and there was meaning in his

[17120] know what it was. He was looking up so intently, so still, and he saw

[17125] of which she had so often dreamed. It was he who mattered and there was

[17128] to him, her dreamhusband, because she knew on the instant it was him. If

[17141] it been said that whosoever prays to her with faith and constancy can

[17157] to the archangel Gabriel be it done unto me according to Thy Word. He

[17163] adoration because it was hard to know what sort of a present to give or

[17167] threw the ball out towards the sea and they both ran after it. Little

[17175] Not they! What a great notion they had! So Cissy said it was the very

[17178] a good enough colour if there had been more of it but with all the

[17179] thingamerry she was always rubbing into it she couldn’t get it to grow

[17180] long because it wasn’t natural so she could just go and throw her hat

[17181] at it. She ran with long gandery strides it was a wonder she didn’t

[17187] possible. It would have served her just right if she had tripped up over

[17227] Edy Boardman was noticing it too because she was squinting at Gerty,

[17236] I was only wondering was it late.

[17241] asked her the time and Miss Cissy, as glib as you like, said it was half

[17253] next moment it was the quiet gravefaced gentleman, selfcontrol expressed

[17257] right time and Gerty could see him taking out his watch, listening to it

[17259] watch was stopped but he thought it must be after eight because the

[17260] sun was set. His voice had a cultured ring in it and though he spoke in

[17268] flowers and Father Conroy got up and settled it all right and she could

[17270] swung her leg more in and out in time. It was getting darker but he

[17272] or whatever he was doing to it and then he put it back and put his hands

[17279] a man’s passionate gaze it was there plain to be seen on that man’s

[17280] face. It is for you, Gertrude MacDowell, and you know it.

[17282] Edy began to get ready to go and it was high time for her and Gerty

[17284] because it was a long way along the strand to where there was the place

[17293] blaze shone from her eyes that spoke volumes of scorn immeasurable. It

[17294] hurt—O yes, it cut deep because Edy had her own quiet way of saying

[17298] moulded it seemed one an artist might have dreamed of. She had loved him

[17306] flashed up. I can throw my cap at who I like because it’s leap year.

[17318] rage though she hid it, the little kinnatt, because that shaft had

[17321] never would be and there was somebody else too that knew it and saw it

[17322] so they could put that in their pipe and smoke it.

[17325] the ball and the spades and buckets and it was high time too because the

[17339] asked what and she was just going to tell her to catch it while it was

[17341] it off with consummate tact by saying that that was the benediction

[17352] paints because it was easier than to make a man and soon the lamplighter

[17360] thoughts in she laid it in the drawer of her toilettable which, though

[17361] it did not err on the side of luxury, was scrupulously neat and clean.

[17362] It was there she kept her girlish treasure trove, the tortoiseshell

[17365] home from the wash and there were some beautiful thoughts written in it

[17370] ideal? it was called by Louis J Walsh, Magherafelt, and after there was

[17376] always tried to conceal it. But it must end, she felt. If she saw that

[17384] madhouse, cruel only to be kind. But even if—what then? Would it make

[17392] ess. Perhaps it was an old flame he was in mourning for from the days

[17409] And they all looked was it sheet lightning but Tommy saw it too over the

[17412] —It’s fireworks, Cissy Caffrey said.

[17415] helterskelter, Edy with the pushcar with baby Boardman in it and Cissy

[17418] —Come on, Gerty, Cissy called. It’s the bazaar fireworks.

[17425] silent as the grave, and it had made her his. At last they were left

[17447] Rippingham so mad about actors’ photographs and besides it was on

[17448] account of that other thing coming on the way it did.

[17452] they all saw it and they all shouted to look, look, there it was and

[17456] hush, they were all breathless with excitement as it went higher and

[17457] higher and she had to lean back more and more to look up after it, high,

[17462] white and she let him and she saw that he saw and then it went so high

[17463] it went out of sight a moment and she was trembling in every limb from

[17474] Roman candle burst and it was like a sigh of O! and everyone cried O! O!

[17475] in raptures and it gushed out of it a stream of rain gold hair threads

[17482] was leaning back against the rock behind. Leopold Bloom (for it is he)

[17484] brute he had been! At it again? A fair unsullied soul had called to him

[17500] course without letting him and then slipped it back. Wonder if he’s

[17501] too far to. She rose. Was it goodbye? No. She had to go but they would

[17510] to Edy to Jacky and Tommy Caffrey, to little baby Boardman. It was

[17521] in a woman. But makes them polite. Glad I didn’t know it when she was

[17528] suppose. Sister? How many women in Dublin have it today? Martha, she.

[17533] Damned glad I didn’t do it in the bath this morning over her silly I

[17537] Cheap too. Yours for the asking. Because they want it themselves. Their

[17539] Reserve better. Don’t want it they throw it at you. Catch em alive, O.

[17542] Tom. Willy’s hat and what the girls did with it. Do they snapshot

[17543] those girls or is it all a fake? Lingerie does it. Felt for the curves

[17564] Tableau! O, look who it is for the love of God! How are you at all? What

[17574] foot. O that way! O, that’s exquisite! Feel it myself too. Good to

[17575] rest once in a way. Wonder if it’s bad to go with them then. Safe in

[17582] Trousers? Suppose I when I was? No. Gently does it. Dislike rough and

[17597] with Molly it was put me off. No, I remember. Richie Goulding: he’s

[17599] Dust. Shark liver oil they use to clean. Could do it myself. Save. Was

[17608] Still you have to get rid of it someway. They don’t care. Complimented

[17614] Little sweetheart come and kiss me. Still, I feel. The strength it gives

[17615] a man. That’s the secret of it. Good job I let off there behind the

[17622] for it: good evening. O but the dark evening in the Appian way I nearly

[17625] arks she called it. It’s so hard to find one who. Aho! If you don’t

[17631] of it. Different with me. Glad to get away from other chap’s wife.

[17636] when it’s not what they like. Ask you do you like mushrooms because

[17640] Then make it up. Pretend to want something awfully, then cry off for her

[17666] Fine eyes she had, clear. It’s the white of the eye brings that out

[17684] shaking it, to let the blood flow back when it was red. Who did you

[17703] this relief much thanks. In Hamlet, that is. Lord! It was all things

[17705] my tongue. Your head it simply swirls. He’s right. Might have made a

[17707] I will tell you all. Still it was a kind of language between us. It

[17715] it understood. Every bullet has its billet. Course I never could throw

[17717] because it lasts only a few years till they settle down to potwalloping

[17723] Oughtn’t to have given that child an empty teat to suck. Fill it up

[17734] It’s the blood of the south. Moorish. Also the form, the figure.

[17739] there’s destiny in it, falling in love. Have their own secrets between

[17751] the short of it. Big he and little she. Very strange about my watch.

[17758] stopped the whole ghesabo would stop bit by bit. Because it’s all

[17771] flowers. It was too. Violets. Came from the turpentine probably in the

[17772] paint. Make their own use of everything. Same time doing it scraped her

[17778] you this to think of me when I’m far away on the pillow. What is it?

[17782] dance night she met him, dance of the hours. Heat brought it out. She

[17783] was wearing her black and it had the perfume of the time before. Good

[17784] conductor, is it? Or bad? Light too. Suppose there’s some connection.

[17785] For instance if you go into a cellar where it’s dark. Mysterious thing

[17786] too. Why did I smell it only now? Took its time in coming like herself,

[17787] slow but sure. Suppose it’s ever so many millions of tiny grains

[17788] blown across. Yes, it is. Because those spice islands, Cinghalese this

[17789] morning, smell them leagues off. Tell you what it is. It’s like a fine

[17791] call it gossamer, and they’re always spinning it out of them, fine as

[17792] anything, like rainbow colours without knowing it. Clings to everything

[17796] Reminds me of strawberries and cream. Wonder where it is really. There

[17797] or the armpits or under the neck. Because you get it out of all holes

[17801] Very well, thank you. Animals go by that. Yes now, look at it that way.

[17810] that are supposed to be are different. Women buzz round it like flies

[17811] round treacle. Railed off the altar get on to it at any cost. The tree

[17814] it’s extremely curious the smell. Celery sauce. Let me.

[17817] Almonds or. No. Lemons it is. Ah no, that’s the soap.

[17843] of rain it is. The royal reader. And distant hills seem coming nigh.

[17846] they might think it a house. Wreckers. Grace Darling. People afraid of

[17854] star I see. Venus? Can’t tell yet. Two. When three it’s night. Were

[17866] apples. Grab at all that offer. Suppose it’s the only time we cross

[17868] under them. But it’s the evening influence. They feel all that. Open

[17884] me, little wretch. She kissed me. Never again. My youth. Only once it

[17892] I an only child. So it returns. Think you’re escaping and run into

[17906] out, I suppose. Mass seems to be over. Could hear them all at it. Pray

[17910] in the valuation when I was in Thom’s. Twentyeight it is. Two houses

[17925] It can’t be tourists’ matches. What? Perhaps the sticks dry rub

[17927] a burning glass in the sun. Archimedes. I have it! My memory’s not so

[17940] earth somewhere. No ends really because it’s round. Wife in every port

[17941] they say. She has a good job if she minds it till Johnny comes marching

[17945] no what’s this they call it poor papa’s father had on his door to

[17985] Is it only half fun? Or children playing battle. Whole earnest. How can

[17991] hand it was: now big. Dearest Papli. All that the hand says when you

[18015] at it other way round. Not so bad then. Perhaps not to hurt he meant.

[18021] Dignam’s put the boots on it. Houses of mourning so depressing because

[18023] Widows as I promised. Strange name. Takes it for granted we’re going

[18024] to pop off first. That widow on Monday was it outside Cramer’s that

[18035] a shop often noticed. Curse seems to dog it. Dreamt last night? Wait.

[18043] brought it near his eyes and peered. Letter? No. Can’t read. Better

[18046] Bottle with story of a treasure in it, thrown from a wreck. Parcels

[18059] Some flatfoot tramp on it in the morning. Useless. Washed away. Tide

[18061] mirror, breathe on it, stirs. All these rocks with lines and scars and

[18068] No room. Let it go.

[18071] Nothing grows in it. All fades. No fear of big vessels coming up here.

[18077] We’ll never meet again. But it was lovely. Goodbye, dear. Thanks. Made

[18083] a moment. Won’t sleep, though. Half dream. It never comes the same.

[18109] Because it was a little canarybird that came out of its little house

14. Oxen of the Sun

[18142] continuance which of evils the original if it be absent when fortunately

[18148] as no nature’s boon can contend against the bounty of increase so it

[18161] It is not why therefore we shall wonder if, as the best historians

[18169] in it anything of gravity contains preparation should be with importance

[18171] preconsidered or as the maturation of experience it is difficult in

[18200] mothers when, ostensibly far gone and reproductitive, it is come by her

[18251] he asked her how it fared with the woman that lay there in childbed.

[18253] now full three days and that it would be a hard birth unneth to bear

[18254] but that now in a little it would be. She said thereto that she had seen

[18256] birth. Then she set it all forth to him for because she knew the man

[18266] the traveller Leopold was couth to him sithen it had happed that they

[18278] him in aught contrarious to his list and he said how it was a marvellous

[18284] and it was upheld by four dwarfmen of that country but they durst not

[18294] thing without they see it natheless they are so. And these fishes lie

[18296] that therein is like to the juices of the olivepress. And also it was

[18299] that they do in to it swells up wondrously like to a vast mountain. And

[18316] cry that it was whether of child or woman and I marvel, said he, that it

[18317] be not come or now. Meseems it dureth overlong. And he was ware and saw

[18321] gently. But, said he, or it be long too she will bring forth by God His

[18353] put such case it were hard the wife to die (for so it had fallen out a

[18361] were in doubt that the world was now right evil governed as it was never

[18362] other howbeit the mean people believed it otherwise but the law nor his

[18382] it so fortuned him to be delivered of his spleen of lustihead. Whereat

[18406] to jaw, he said dissembling, as his wont was, that as it was informed

[18408] agreeing also with his experience of so seldomseen an accident it was

[18414] was drunken and that he was now in that taking it appeared eftsoons.

[18423] lie akeled (for it was then about the midst of the winter) and now sir

[18433] their approach from him that still plied it very busily who, praying for

[18445] this? Desire’s wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from

[18465] upon it for a very scurvy word. A pregnancy without joy, he said, a

[18474] from the door angerly bid them hist ye should shame you nor was it

[18477] turmoil might shorten the honour of her guard. It was an ancient and

[18480] it effect for incontinently Punch Costello was of them all embraided and

[18498] intershowed it too, waxing merry and toasting to his fathership. But he

[18499] said very entirely it was clean contrary to their suppose for he was

[18509] bed, to bed was the burden of it to be played with accompanable concent

[18518] in those days and the custom of the country approved with it. Greater

[18523] was more beholden. Bring a stranger within thy tower it will go hard but

[18550] and ablation towards the final which is agreeable unto nature so is it

[18580] old Nobodaddy was in his cups it was muchwhat indifferent and he would

[18583] pluck up a heart of any grace for it thundered long rumblingly over all

[18587] advertising how it was no other thing but a hubbub noise that he heard,

[18609] come as many as believe on it? Yes, Pious had told him of that land and

[18618] This was it what all that company that sat there at commons in Manse

[18622] know her. For regarding Believe-on-Me they said it was nought else

[18623] but notion and they could conceive no thought of it for, first,

[18625] in it were four pillows on which were four tickets with these words

[18679] past her term, the midwives sore put to it and can’t deliver, she

[18699] was in that night’s gazette and he made a show to find it about him

[18700] (for he swore with an oath that he had been at pains about it) but on

[18704] horseflesh or hot scandal he had it pat. To tell the truth he was mean

[18715] is, hearing this talk asked was it poetry or a tale. Faith, no, he says,

[18718] wink, for me with their bully beef, a pox on it. There’s as good fish

[18719] in this tin as ever came out of it and very friendly he offered to

[18732] for the ocean sea or to hoof it on the roads with the romany folk,

[18738] the drift of it, will they slaughter all? I protest I saw them but this

[18754] says Mr Dixon. It is that same bull that was sent to our island by

[18806] pulling it out again told them all his new name. Then, with the water

[18809] but he could never learn a word of it except the first personal pronoun

[18811] a walk he filled his pockets with chalk to write it upon what took his

[18830] who had late come to town, it being his intention to buy a colour or a

[18832] enough to express some relish of it all the more as it jumped with a

[18841] let us hear of it, good my friend, said Mr Dixon. I make no doubt it

[18849] acquired. It grieved him plaguily, he said, to see the nuptial couch

[18876] which he had shielded it. They both, it seems, had been overtaken by the

[18881] Mary’s excepted to it, asking with a finicking air did he purpose

[18883] scholarly by an apt quotation from the classics which, as it dwelt

[18898] passage that had late befallen him, could not forbear to tell it his

[18915] bastard. This was so happy a conceit that it renewed the storm of mirth

[18928] done in words if he might treat him with a cup of it. Mais bien sûr,

[18933] find it in my heart to kneel down upon the ground and give thanks to

[18957] cloak along! I could weep to think of it. Then, though it had poured

[18970] umbrella, were it no bigger than a fairy mushroom, is worth ten such

[18975] butterflies), dame Nature, by the divine blessing, has implanted it in

[18976] our hearts and it has become a household word that il y a deux choses

[18995] so, said Mr Lynch. The bedside manner it is that they use in the Mater

[18997] the chin. As I look to be saved I had it from my Kitty who has been

[19035] of that age upon which it is commonly charged that it knows not

[19036] pity. The young sparks, it is true, were as full of extravagancies

[19047] creation’s chain desiderated by the late ingenious Mr Darwin. It was

[19062] severe, is ever (as the chaste fancy of the Holy Writer expresses it)

[19063] for eating of the tree forbid it yet not so far forth as to pretermit

[19066] words he had reckoned upon a speedy delivery he was, however, it must

[19076] young blade said it was her husband’s that put her in that expectation

[19077] or at least it ought to be unless she were another Ephesian matron. I

[19085] her. All fell to praising of it, each after his own fashion, though

[19095] the noblest. But, he further added, it is mayhap to relieve the pentup

[19099] But with what fitness, let it be asked of the noble lord, his patron,

[19107] forgotten this as he forgets all benefits received? Or is it that from

[19109] if report belie him not, his own and his only enjoyer? Far be it from

[19112] virtue but if he challenges attention there (as it was indeed highly his

[19113] interest not to have done) then be it so. Unhappy woman, she has been

[19120] angel, it had gone with her as hard as with Hagar, the Egyptian! In the

[19124] bucolic. It ill becomes him to preach that gospel. Has he not nearer

[19136] have lost their quondam vigour while the stuff that comes away from it

[19197] words was immediate but shortlived. It was effaced as easily as it had

[19217] such reception, he began with an eldritch laugh, for which, it seems,

[19218] history is to blame. Yes, it is true. I am the murderer of Samuel

[19223] bullawurrus? My hell, and Ireland’s, is in this life. It is what

[19239] nocturnal rat peers from his hole. A curse is on it. It is haunted.

[19252] bandolierwise, and in it a goodly hunk of wheaten loaf, a mother’s

[19253] thought. Or it is the same figure, a year or so gone over, in his first

[19258] or that halfwon housewife reckoning it out upon her fingertips or for

[19277] reader. In a breath ’twas done but—hold! Back! It must not be! In

[19308] magnitude, till it looms, vast, over the house of Virgo. And lo, wonder

[19309] of metempsychosis, it is she, the everlasting bride, harbinger of the

[19310] daystar, the bride, ever virgin. It is she, Martha, thou lost one,

[19314] it gossamer. It floats, it flows about her starborn flesh and loose it

[19318] metamorphoses of symbol, it blazes, Alpha, a ruby and triangled sign

[19326] my call? Who supposes it? I, Bous Stephanoumenos, bullockbefriending

[19336] hard it was for him to be reminded of his promise and of his recent

[19351] canter is still his. But let us bear it as was the ancient wont. Mercy

[19357] frock of muslin, I do not know the right name of it. The chestnuts that

[19369] a witty letter in it from Glycera or Chloe to keep the page. The sweet

[19376] more propensely. He was laying his hand upon a winejar: Malachi saw it

[19379] away. It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be

[19381] incorruptible eon of the gods. Do you not think it, Stephen? Theosophos

[19401] scarlet appearance. He was simply and solely, as it subsequently

[19407] their eyes met and as soon as it began to dawn on him that the other was

[19411] made a capacious hole in it by pouring a lot of it out with, also at the

[19413] to upset any of the beer that was in it about the place.

[19421] encyclopaedic. A gallant scene in truth it made. Crotthers was there at

[19428] before the hearth but on either flank of it the figure of Bannon in

[19442] It had better be stated here and now at the outset that the perverted

[19445] accepted scientific methods. Science, it cannot be too often repeated,

[19448] them as best he can. There may be, it is true, some questions which

[19454] differentiating factors or is it, as most embryologists incline to

[19461] mortality. It is interesting because, as he pertinently remarks, we

[19485] is too rare to be normative. In fact when one comes to look into it the

[19508] Dedalus’ (Div. Scep.) remark (or should it be called an interruption?)

[19520] himself on being, it should perhaps be stated that staggering bob in

[19530] sexual congress) she must let it out again or give it life, as he

[19531] phrased it, to save her own. At the risk of her own, was the telling

[19533] and measured tone in which it was delivered.

[19536] happy accouchement. It had been a weary weary while both for patient and

[19542] her eyes, that longing hunger for baby fingers (a pretty sight it is

[19548] now (you and I may whisper it) and a trifle stooped in the shoulders yet

[19551] loved one of old, faithful lifemate now, it may never be again, that

[19565] for you (may it be the distant day!) and dout the light whereby you read

[19585] that false calm there, imposed, as it seemed, by habit or some studied

[19588] disengages itself in the observer’s memory, evoked, it would seem, by

[19611] faces. Nothing, as it seems, there of rash or violent. Quietude of

[19630] milligramme. They hark him on. The door! It is open? Ha! They are

[19631] out, tumultuously, off for a minute’s race, all bravely legging it,

[19643] air. Breathe it deep into thee. By heaven, Theodore Purefoy, thou hast

[19663] years of it, regret them not. With thee it was not as with many that

[19667] süsse Milch des Euters. See! it displodes for thee in abundance. Drink,

[19691] Retamplatan digidi boumboum. Ayes have it. To be printed and bound at

[19710] awful. Don’t mention it. Got a pectoral trauma, eh, Dix? Pos fact. Got

[19755] colleen bawn. O, cheese it! Shut his blurry Dutch oven with a firm hand.

[19771] You move a motion? Steve boy, you’re going it some. More bluggy

[19793] by James. Wants it real bad. D’ye ken bare socks? Seedy cuss in the

[19803] see the like since I was born. Tiens, tiens, but it is well sad, that,

[19834] I put it to you that He’s on the square and a corking fine business

[19835] proposition. He’s the grandest thing yet and don’t you forget it.

[19838] half. He’s got a coughmixture with a punch in it for you, my friend,

[19839] in his back pocket. Just you try it on.

15. Circe

[19894] I gave it to Molly

[19908] I gave it to Nelly

[19923] She has it, she got it,

[19924] Wherever she put it,

[19957] growling. Lynch scares it with a kick.)

[19987] LYNCH: Which is the jug of bread? It skills not. That or the

[20155] BLOOM: (Weakly.) They challenged me to a sprint. It was muddy. I

[20205] offers it to his mistress, blinking, in his cloven hoof, then droops his

[20250] Fifteen. There’s no-one in it only her old father that’s dead drunk.

[20294] Don’t give me away. Walls have ears. How do you do? It’s ages since

[20295] I. You’re looking splendid. Absolutely it. Seasonable weather we are

[20379] BLOOM: When you made your present choice they said it was beauty and

[20381] brow.) Think what it means. All you meant to me then. (Hoarsely.) Woman,

[20382] it’s breaking me!

[20392] eye.) Why didn’t you kiss the spot to make it well? You wanted to.

[20406] a skull and crossbones are painted in white limewash. He opens it

[20407] and shows it full of polonies, kippered herrings, Findon haddies and

[20452] was weaned when we all went together to Fairyhouse races, was it?

[20461] Mrs Hayes advised you to buy because it was marked down to nineteen and

[20463] what you like she did it on purpose...

[20467] BLOOM: Because it didn’t suit you one quarter as well as the other

[20468] ducky little tammy toque with the bird of paradise wing in it that I

[20469] admired on you and you honestly looked just too fetching in it though

[20470] it was a pity to kill it, you cruel naughty creature, little mite of a

[20499] it into only into the bucket of porter that was there waiting on the

[20507] BLOOM: Coincidence too. They think it funny. Anything but that. Broad

[20521] Eh, come here till I stiffen it for you.

[20559] for the night or collision. Second drink does it. Once is a dose.

[20580] BLOOM: My spine’s a bit limp. Go or turn? And this food? Eat it and

[20589] done with it. Provided nobody. (Calling encouraging words he shambles

[20593] But then I have it in my left hand. Calls for more effort. Why? Smaller

[20594] from want of use. O, let it slide. Two and six.

[20629] scab. Bad French I got for my pains. Of course it was frosty and the

[20637] educated greyhound. It was I broke in the bucking broncho Ajax with my

[20643] the Indian sign. The glint of my eye does it with these breastsparklers.

[20660] offers it.) Allow me. My club is the Junior Army and Navy. Solicitors:

[20669] is the flower in question. It was given me by a man I don’t know his

[20673] (He shoulders the second watch gently.) Dash it all. It’s a way we

[20674] gallants have in the navy. Uniform that does it. (He turns gravely to

[20677] watch gaily.) I’ll introduce you, inspector. She’s game. Do it in

[20748] Europe. You which? Bluebags? Who writes? Is it Bloom?

[20755] BEAUFOY: (Drawls.) No, you aren’t. Not by a long shot if I know it.

[20756] I don’t see it, that’s all. No born gentleman, no-one with the most

[20759] masquerading as a literateur. It’s perfectly obvious that with the

[20779] BEAUFOY: (Shouts.) It’s a damnably foul lie, showing the moral

[20835] so I had. I remonstrated with him, Your lord, and he remarked: keep it

[20856] refrained from falling glimpses, as it were, through the windows of

[20874] PROFESSOR MACHUGH: (From the presstable, coughs and calls.) Cough it up,

[20875] man. Get it out in bits.

[20897] Pharaoh. Prima facie, I put it to you that there was no attempt at

[20922] superseded the law of the jungle. I say it and I say it emphatically,

[20926] own daughter. (Bloom takes J. J. O’Molloy’s hand and raises it to

[20961] (A paper with something written on it is handed into court.)

[20986] Also to me. Yes, I believe it is the same objectionable person. Because

[20991] as he said, in my honour. I had it examined by a botanical expert and

[20992] elicited the information that it was a blossom of the homegrown potato

[21013] he said, he could conjure up. He urged me (Stating that he felt it

[21026] after dark on Paris boulevards, insulting to any lady. I have it still.

[21027] It represents a partially nude señorita, frail and lovely (his wife,

[21050] THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: Very much so! I’ll make it hot for

[21054] stripes on it!

[21072] cold! O shivery! It was your ambrosial beauty. Forget, forgive. Kismet.

[21187] PADDY DIGNAM: (In a hollow voice.) It is true. It was my funeral. Doctor

[21201] FIRST WATCH: It is not in the penny catechism.

[21210] The poor wife was awfully cut up. How is she bearing it? Keep her off

[21293] ZOE: I feel it.

[21296] black shrivelled potato. She regards it and Bloom with dumb moist lips.)

[21309] BLOOM: (Forlornly.) I never loved a dear gazelle but it was sure to...

[21313] hairgrowth of resin. It burns, the orient, a sky of sapphire, cleft by

[21314] the bronze flight of eagles. Under it lies the womancity, nude, white,

[21334] ZOE: (Catches a stray hair deftly and twists it to her coil.) No bloody

[21341] ZOE: Go on. Make a stump speech out of it.

[21520] TOM KERNAN: You deserve it, your honour.

[21541] you verily it is even now at hand. Yea, on the word of a Bloom, ye shall

[21547] It is a colossal edifice with crystal roof, built in the shape of a

[21609] grotesque antics.) Leg it, ye devils! (He kisses the bedsores of a

[21617] Come on, boys! Wriggle it, girls!

[21688] BLOOM: (Solemnly.) You call it a festivity. I call it a sacrament.

[21726] MOTHER GROGAN: (Removes her boot to throw it at Bloom.) You beast! You

[21748] it. I believe in him in spite of all. I’d give my life for him, the

[21784] By heaven, I am guiltless as the unsunned snow! It was my brother Henry.

[21809] DR CROTTHERS: I have examined the patient’s urine. It is albuminoid.

[21838] You’ll be soon over it. Tight, dear.

[21854] BLOOM: (Darkly.) You have said it.

[21990] to be. Life’s dream is o’er. End it peacefully. They can live on.

[21999] BLOOM: (Bitterly.) Man and woman, love, what is it? A cork and bottle.

[22000] I’m sick of it. Let everything rip.

[22022] monster. (Earnestly.) You know how difficult it is. I needn’t tell

[22076] rhomboids. Footmarks are stamped over it in all senses, heel to heel,

[22098] KITTY: (Peers at the gasjet.) What ails it tonight?

[22120] STEPHEN: As a matter of fact it is of no importance whether Benedetto

[22121] Marcello found it or made it. The rite is the poet’s rest. It may be

[22123] It is susceptible of nodes or modes as far apart as hyperphrygian

[22132] THE CAP: (With saturnine spleen.) Bah! It is because it is. Woman’s

[22158] which it itself was ineluctably preconditioned to become. Ecco!

[22174] FLORRY: (Offended.) Well, it was in the papers about Antichrist. O, my

[22222] (A rocket rushes up the sky and bursts. A white star falls from it,

[22239] shut. Say, I am operating all this trunk line. Boys, do it now. God’s

[22245] it’s up to you to sense that cosmic force. Have we cold feet about

[22250] a back number. You got me? It’s a lifebrightener, sure. The hottest

[22251] stuff ever was. It’s the whole pie with jam in. It’s just the cutest

[22252] snappiest line out. It is immense, supersumptuous. It restores. It

[22256] it. You call me up by sunphone any old time. Bumboosers, save your

[22277] brown scapular. My mother’s sister married a Montmorency. It was a

[22280] ZOE-FANNY: I let him larrup it into me for the fun of it.

[22282] FLORRY-TERESA: It was in consequence of a portwine beverage on top of

[22310] JOHN EGLINTON: (Produces a greencapped dark lantern and flashes it

[22325] have my leg pulled. It has been said by one: beware the left, the cult

[22345] twirling it slowly, showing the brown tufts of her armpits. Lynch with

[22425] it. Lycopodium. (His throat twitches.) Slapbang! There he goes again.

[22432] sovereign remedy. Not for sale. Hire only. Huguenot. (He twitches.) It

[22433] is a funny sound. (He coughs encouragingly.) But possibly it is only a

[22438] searching ordeal. It has been an unusually fatiguing day, a chapter of

[22583] PHILIP SOBER: Take a fool’s advice. All is not well. Work it out with

[22591] Who was it told me his name? (His lawnmower begins to purr.) Aha, yes.

[22592] Zoe mou sas agapo. Have a notion I was here before. When was it not

[22593] Atkinson his card I have somewhere. Mac Somebody. Unmack I have it. He

[22594] told me about, hold on, Swinburne, was it, no?

[22602] STEPHEN: Out of it now. (To himself.) Clever.

[22605] of grasshalms.) Clever ever. Out of it out of it. By the bye have

[22606] you the book, the thing, the ashplant? Yes, there it, yes. Cleverever

[22657] (Kitty unpins her hat and sets it down calmly, patting her henna hair.

[22659] whore’s shoulders. Lynch puts on her hat. She whips it off.)

[22705] the wall a pusyellow flybill, butting it with his head.)

[22711] (Virag unscrews his head in a trice and holds it under his arm.)

[22735] peeping under it. He wears a battered silk hat sideways on his head. His

[22784] pocket and offers it nervously to Zoe.)

[22790] pricks his ears.) If it were he? After? Or because not? Or the double

[22796] She taunts him.) Have it now or wait till you get it? (He opens his

[22798] follows. She whirls it back in right circle. He eyes her.) Catch!

[22800] (She tosses a piece. With an adroit snap he catches it and bites it

[22825] bought it. Vanilla calms or? Mnemo. Confused light confuses memory. Red

[22828] Influence taste too, mauve. But it is so long since I. Seems new. Aphro.

[22868] THE FAN: (Tapping.) We have met. You are mine. It is fate.

[22876] a twinge of sciatica in my left glutear muscle. It runs in our family.

[22877] Poor dear papa, a widower, was a regular barometer from it. He believed

[22960] deep in his breeches pockets, places his heel on her neck and grinds it

[22969] I’ll bet Kentucky cocktails all round I shame it out of you, old

[22979] FLORRY: (Hiding her with her gown.) She didn’t mean it, Mr Bello.

[22996] Nubian slave of old. You’re in for it this time! I’ll make you

[23005] lemon or currant sauce. It will hurt you. (He twists her arm. Bloom

[23012] BLOOM: (Screams.) O, it’s hell itself! Every nerve in my body aches

[23041] infernal luck, curse it. And that Goddamned outsider Throwaway at twenty

[23047] BELLO: Ask for that every ten minutes. Beg. Pray for it as you never

[23066] BELLO: Well, I’m not. Wait. (He holds in his breath.) Curse it. Here.

[23080] tiptouch it with my nails?

[23097] save the laundry bill. My own shirts I turned. It was the purest thrift.

[23108] BELLO: (Guffaws.) Christ Almighty it’s too tickling, this! You were

[23116] wouldn’t it make a Siamese cat laugh?

[23118] BLOOM: (Her hands and features working.) It was Gerald converted me to

[23120] play Vice Versa. It was dear Gerald. He got that kink, fascinated by

[23129] And really it’s better the position... because often I used to wet...

[23132] for you. I gave you strict instructions, didn’t I? Do it standing,

[23152] obscenity in all your career of crime? Go the whole hog. Puke it out! Be

[23187] one. Ay, and rinse the seven of them well, mind, or lap it up like

[23202] in mouth. (He bares his arm and plunges it elbowdeep in Bloom’s

[23205] wipe it round!

[23246] your curly teapot gone to or who docked it on you, cockyolly? Sing,

[23247] birdy, sing. It’s as limp as a boy of six’s doing his pooly behind

[23257] all over it. He shot his bolt, I can tell you! Foot to foot, knee to

[23260] months, my lad! Holy ginger, it’s kicking and coughing up and down in

[23261] her guts already! That makes you wild, don’t it? Touches the spot? (He

[23282] diamond panes, cries out.) I see her! It’s she! The first night at

[23293] MILLY: My! It’s Papli! But, O Papli, how old you’ve grown!

[23322] secondbest bed and others must lie in it. Your epitaph is written. You

[23323] are down and out and don’t you forget it, old bean.

[23331] If you have none see you damn well get it, steal it, rob it! We’ll

[23371] with dignity.) This position. I felt it was expected of me. Force of

[23408] ago, incorrectly addressed. It claims to afford a noiseless, inoffensive

[23426] BLOOM: (Reflects precautiously.) That antiquated commode. It wasn’t

[23428] after weaning. It was a crack and want of glue. Eh? And that absurd

[23494] the forest. The flowers that bloom in the spring. It was pairing

[23499] She climbed their crooked tree and I... A saint couldn’t resist it.

[23572] BLOOM: It overpowers me. The warm impress of her warm form. Even to sit

[23575] white sateen coatpans. So womanly, full. It fills me full.

[3521] To keep it up,

[3522] To keep it up.

[23617] lives! Fair play, madam. No pruningknife. The fox and the grapes, is it?

[23626] BLOOM: (Calls after her.) As if you didn’t get it on the double

[23627] yourselves. No jerks and multiple mucosities all over you. I tried it.

[23660] on it with crossed arms.) The cat’s ramble through the slag. (She

[23671] BLOOM: (With feeling.) It is nothing, but still, a relic of poor mamma.

[23675] Give a thing and take it back

[23679] BLOOM: There is a memory attached to it. I should like to have it.

[23691] a banknote by its corner, hands it to her.)

[23700] STEPHEN: (Hands Bella a coin.) Gold. She has it.

[23703] Kitty.) Do you want three girls? It’s ten shillings here.

[23719] moment... this gentleman pays separate... who’s touching it?... ow!

[23722] down like a gentleman... drink... it’s long after eleven.

[23772] BLOOM: I will but is it wise? (He counts.) One, seven, eleven, and five.

[23787] and married. (A cigarette appears on the table. Stephen looks at it.)

[23791] LYNCH: (Watching him.) You would have a better chance of lighting it if

[23796] flat. (He draws the match away. It goes out.) Brain thinks. Near: far.

[23800] ZOE: It was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with

[23809] (The cigarette slips from Stephen’s fingers. Bloom picks it up and

[23810] throws it in the grate.)

[23832] it in your face. The eye, like that. (She frowns with lowered head.)

[23840] schemer. See it in your eye.

[23888] cut it twentytwo years ago. I was sixteen.

[23955] BELLA: What? What is it?

[23981] MINA KENNEDY: (Her eyes upturned.) O, it must be like the scent of

[23986] the room doing it! Ride a cockhorse. You could hear them in Paris and

[24116] STEPHEN: (Extends his arms.) It was here. Street of harlots. In

[24232] hat. With a deft kick he sends it spinning to his crown and jauntyhatted

[24237] a clouded cane, then wedges it tight in his oxter. He places a hand

[24390] BUCK MULLIGAN: She’s beastly dead. The pity of it! Mulligan meets the

[24399] BUCK MULLIGAN: (Shakes his curling capbell.) The mockery of it! Kinch

[24405] wetted ashes.) All must go through it, Stephen. More women than men in

[24409] you, mother. He offended your memory. Cancer did it, not I. Destiny.

[24432] BLOOM: (Goes to the window to open it more.) Giddy.

[24531] BLOOM: (Urgently.) And if it were your own son in Oxford? (Warningly.) I

[24544] off. From the left arrives a jingling hackney car. It slows to in front

[24637] PRIVATE CARR: (His cap awry, advances to Stephen.) Say, how would it be,

[24643] trouble is on here. What is it precisely?

[24667] brow.) But in here it is I must kill the priest and the king.

[24701] PRIVATE CARR: (To Stephen.) Say it again.

[24707] Carr’s sleeve.) Not that I wish it for you. But I say: Let my country

[24708] die for me. Up to the present it has done so. I didn’t want it to die.

[24724] know him. He’s a gentleman, a poet. It’s all right.

[24751] STEPHEN: (Swaying.) I don’t avoid it. He provokes my intelligence.

[24793] rush forward with their handkerchiefs to sop it up.)

[24795] RUMBOLD: I’m near it myself. (He undoes the noose.) Rope which hanged

[24812] vaguely.) Gave it to someone.

[24850] PRIVATE COMPTON: Go it, Harry. Do him one in the eye. He’s a proboer.

[24881] BIDDY THE CLAP: Methinks yon sable knight will joust it with the best.

[24927] blisters. It rains dragons’ teeth. Armed heroes spring up from

[25008] face to the sky, his hat rolling to the wall. Bloom follows and picks it

[25085] CORNY KELLEHER: Leave it to me, sergeant. That’ll be all right. (He

[25112] FIRST WATCH: It was only in case of corporal injuries I’d have to

[25113] report it at the station.

[25117] SECOND WATCH: It’s our duty.

[25136] laughs again and leers with lacklustre eye.) Thanks be to God we have it

[25148] CORNY KELLEHER: Sure it was Behan our jarvey there that told me after we

[25164] CORNY KELLEHER: Ah, well, he’ll get over it. No bones broken. Well,

[25172] (Corny Kelleher returns to the outside car and mounts it. The horse

16. Eumaeus

[25262] Bloom in view of the hour it was and there being no pump of Vartry water

[25265] shelter, as it was called, hardly a stonesthrow away near Butt bridge

[25271] rather pale in the face so that it occurred to him as highly advisable

[25276] to take up his rather soapsuddy handkerchief after it had done yeoman

[25286] anything but a professional whistler, endeavoured to hail it by emitting

[25289] This was a quandary but, bringing common sense to bear on it, evidently

[25290] there was nothing for it but put a good face on the matter and foot it

[25298] for time, as it happened, and the temperature refreshing since it

[25301] a jarvey. As it so happened a Dublin United Tramways Company’s

[25319] baker’s it is said.

[25321] En route to his taciturn and, not to put too fine a point on it, not

[25337] spelt ruin for a chap when it got bruited about. The reason he mentioned

[25340] Bloom put it, recalling a case or two in the A division in Clanbrassil

[25356] invariably drew the line as it simply led to trouble all round to say

[25373] happened before but it cost him no small effort before he remembered

[25390] knew that it was not by any means unknown for desperadoes who had next

[25407] Rumour had it (though not proved) that she descended from the house of

[25422] to do. No, it was the daughter of the mother in the washkitchen that

[25433] it. You may mention my name.

[25441] Corley at the first go-off was inclined to suspect it was something to

[25444] Maloney’s, but it was only a tanner touch and full of undesirables but

[25448] hadn’t said a word about it.

[25450] Though this sort of thing went on every other night or very near it

[25455] would have it he got paid his screw after every middle of the month on

[25458] was nothing would get it out of Corley’s head that he was living in

[25466] as well he might have or left because in that contingency it was not a

[25472] as it turned out.

[25484] weeks, man. God, you’ve to book ahead, man, you’d think it was for

[25498] watchman’s sentrybox who evidently a glutton for work, it struck him,

[25508] matter of that it was merely a question of one preying on his nextdoor

[25509] neighbour all round, in every deep, so to put it, a deeper depth and for

[25530] —Everybody gets their own ration of luck, they say. Now you mention it

[25534] —Half a crown, Stephen responded. I daresay he needs it to sleep

[25561] terminus when it was perfectly evident that the other two, Mulligan,

[25567] There was no response forthcoming to the suggestion however, such as it

[25569] his family hearth the last time he saw it with his sister Dilly sitting

[25572] and he could drink it with the oatmealwater for milk after the Friday

[25577] on the days commanded, it being quarter tense or if not, ember days or

[25584] probability he never realised what it is to be without regular meals. Of

[25585] course you didn’t notice as much as I did. But it wouldn’t occasion

[25596] aid at Skerries, or Malahide was it?, was, he was bound to admit, an

[25599] at the back of it except he put it down to sheer cussedness or jealousy,

[25602] —Except it simply amounts to one thing and he is what they call

[25636] hints anent the keeper of it said to be the once famous Skin-the-Goat

[25646] to break the ice, it occurs to me you ought to sample something in the

[25662] write your poetry in that language? Bella Poetria! It is so melodious

[25672] absolutely necessary, it may be only the southern glamour that surrounds

[228] it.

[25677] and a rather antediluvian specimen of a bun, or so it seemed. After

[25728] gestures being also clumsy as it was still he did his best to explain.

[25750] like asking him whether it was for a marksmanship competition like the

[25758] influence of diamond cut diamond, it might be a matter of ten years. He

[25793] and bear it. I remain with much love your brokenhearted husband W. B.

[25801] The jarvey addressed as it happened had not but the keeper took a die of

[25820] —Why, the sailor answered upon reflection upon it, I’ve

[25834] He took out of his mouth the pulpy quid and, lodging it between his

[25842] be in its way a species of repository and pushed it along the table. The

[25843] printed matter on it stated: Choza de Indios. Beni, Bolivia.

[25867] card to peruse the partially obliterated address and postmark. It ran

[25878] suspicions of our friend’s bona fides nevertheless it reminded him in

[25886] the scheme fell through. But even suppose it did come to planking

[25887] down the needful and breaking Boyd’s heart it was not so dear,

[25913] Also, without being actually positive, it struck him a great field was

[25915] the times apropos of the Fishguard-Rosslare route which, it was mooted,

[25922] It was a subject of regret and absurd as well on the face of it and no

[25927] for a wife. After all, hang it, they had their eleven and more humdrum

[25928] months of it and merited a radical change of venue after the grind

[25937] wheelmen so long as it didn’t come down, and in the wilds of Donegal

[25940] influx of visitors was not as yet all that it might be considering the

[25941] signal benefits to be derived from it while Howth with its historic

[25945] men’s fancy, though it had its own toll of deaths by falling off the

[25947] leg, it being only about three quarters of an hour’s run from the

[25950] desired. Interesting to fathom it seemed to him from a motive of

[25951] curiosity, pure and simple, was whether it was the traffic that created

[25953] other side of the card, picture, and passed it along to Stephen.

[25968] keeping with his character and held it in the striking position.

[25970] —In a knockingshop it was count of a tryon between two smugglers.

[25972] your God, says he. Chuk! It went into his back up to the butt.

[26004] land troubles, when it took the civilised world by storm, figuratively

[26033] globe, suffice it to say that, as a casual glance at the map revealed,

[26034] it covered fully three fourths of it and he fully realised accordingly

[26035] what it meant to rule the waves. On more than one occasion, a dozen

[26039] it and it at him, dreaming of fresh woods and pastures new as someone

[26040] somewhere sings. And it left him wondering why. Possibly he had tried to

[26044] secret about it at all. Nevertheless, without going into the minutiae of

[26047] sail on it and fly in the face of providence though it merely went to

[26053] might be, having it brought home to them like that should extend its

[26057] sometimes had a terrible time of it in the wintertime not forgetting the

[26076] Danny? He’d be about eighteen now, way I figure it.

[26084] I must get a wash tomorrow or next day. It’s them black lads I objects

[26096] —Did it hurt much doing it? one asked the sailor.

[26137] laid aside, he picked it up and looked at the pink of the paper though

[26149] than her company so it came as a genuine relief when the keeper made her

[26158] —It beats me, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen, medically I am speaking,

[26173] said it was nothing short of a crying scandal that ought to be put a

[26185] cup. I believe in that myself because it has been explained by competent

[26192] —They tell me on the best authority it is a simple substance and

[26193] therefore incorruptible. It would be immortal, I understand, but for the

[26206] a blue moon. But what I am anxious to arrive at is it is one thing for

[26208] though I believe it was before his time Galileo was the man, I mean,

[26210] phenomenon such as electricity but it’s a horse of quite another

[26226] forgeries all of them put in by monks most probably or it’s the big

[26230] by the way? Let me stir it. And take a piece of that bun. It’s like

[26240] lucrative) work. To be sure it was a legitimate object and beyond yea or

[26246] associated with it at one time, a very modest remuneration indeed for

[26251] remember when it was or where. Anyhow inspection, medical inspection,

[26256] —Have a shot at it now, he ventured to say of the coffee after being

[26259] Thus prevailed on to at any rate taste it Stephen lifted the heavy mug

[26260] from the brown puddle it clopped out of when taken up by the handle and

[26263] —Still it’s solid food, his good genius urged, I’m a stickler for

[26270] that knife. I can’t look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman

[26275] antique about it to the lay eye, observing that the point was the least

[26276] conspicuous point about it.

[26284] full of a host of things and coincidences of a terrible nature and it

[26285] was quite within the bounds of possibility that it was not an

[26294] delivery and it required no violent stretch of imagination to associate

[26296] might even have done for his man supposing it was his own case he told,

[26310] —Mind you, I’m not saying that it’s all a pure invention, he

[26328] incompatible about it, he conceded. On the contrary that stab in the

[26341] carry in the abdomen. It comes from the great heat, climate generally.

[26359] —It’s in the blood, Mr Bloom acceded at once. All are washed in

[26361] street museum today, shortly prior to our meeting if I can so call it,

[26368] it may be, possibly is, a foible of mine but still it’s a thing I

[26382] Campbell remembered it Palme on Booterstown strand. That was the talk of

[26390] collision bulkhead would give way. She had no water, it appears, in her

[26393] At this stage an incident happened. It having become necessary for him

[26404] burning interior, saw him produce a bottle and uncork it or unscrew and,

[26406] it with a gurgling noise. The irrepressible Bloom, who also had a

[26411] girders of the Loop line rather out of his depth as of course it was all

[26416] giving it a wide berth, eased himself closer at hand, the noise of his

[26418] it apparently awoke a horse of the cabrank. A hoof scooped anyway for

[26432] He drank needless to be told and it pointed only once more a moral

[26457] the plug probably (which it was), so that he must have lodged it for the

[26459] and found it a bit sour after the liquid fire in question. Anyhow in

[26477] out of it by England levying taxes on the poor people that paid through

[26518] worthy of his salt that served it. Then they began to have a few

[26519] irascible words when it waxed hotter, both, needless to say, appealing

[26528] concealed their strength than the opposite. It was quite on a par with

[26533] equally relevant to the issue, might occur ere then it was highly

[26536] whores and chummies, to put it in common parlance, reminded him Irish

[26541] being on all fours with the confidence trick, supposing, that is, it was

[26545] feeling and most properly it was better to give people like that the

[26553] shape or form, he certainly did feel and no denying it (while inwardly

[26562] his knife into her, until it just struck him that Fitz, nicknamed

[26589] glean in a kind of a way that it wasn’t all exactly.

[26596] of the question. It is hard to lay down any hard and fast rules as to

[26599] government it deserves. But with a little goodwill all round. It’s all

[26601] I resent violence and intolerance in any shape or form. It never

[26603] instalments plan. It’s a patent absurdity on the face of it to hate

[26627] of ruining. Not a vestige of truth in it, I can safely say. History,

[26636] compared with goahead America. Turks. It’s in the dogma. Because

[26644] annum. That’s the vital issue at stake and it’s feasible and would

[26646] that’s my idea for what it’s worth. I call that patriotism. Ubi

[26681] because it belongs to me.

[26685] latter portion. What was it you...?

[26688] coffee or whatever you like to call it none too politely, adding:

[26727] they were probably whatever it was except women chiefly who were always

[26728] fiddling more or less at one another it being largely a matter of

[26729] dress and all the rest of it. Ladies who like distinctive underclothing

[26739] For which and further reasons he felt it was his interest and duty even

[26741] not exactly tell being as it was already several shillings to the

[26742] bad having in fact let himself in for it. Still to cultivate the

[26758] lay, as luck would have it, beside his elbow and as he was just puzzling

[26764] start but it turned out to be only something about somebody named H.

[26777] —This morning (Hynes put it in of course) the remains of the late Mr

[26783] deceased were present, were carried out (certainly Hynes wrote it with

[26792] Nettled not a little by L. Boom (as it incorrectly stated) and the line

[26795] total absence (to say nothing of M’Intosh) L. Boom pointed it out to

[26800] jaw would let him, in? Text: open thy mouth and put thy foot in it.

[26802] —It is. Really, Mr Bloom said (though first he fancied he alluded to

[26807] While the other was reading it on page two Boom (to give him for the

[26814] to 4 on Zinfandel, 20 to 1 Throwaway (off). Sceptre a shade heavier. It

[26826] pick, the forlorn hope. Guesswork it reduced itself to eventually.

[26835] that shelter one night and said he saw him in South Africa. Pride it was

[26845] memories for in nine cases out of ten it was a case of tarbarrels and

[26846] not singly but in their thousands and then complete oblivion because it

[26852] or whether it transpired he owed his death to his having neglected to

[26855] eventually died of it amid widespread regret before a fortnight was at

[26862] possibility. Naturally then it would prey on his mind as a born leader

[26867] far between. It certainly pointed a moral, the idol with feet of clay,

[26872] they broke up the type in the Insuppressible or was it United Ireland,

[26874] silk hat when it was knocked off and he said Thank you, excited as he

[26884] a tattoo mark too in Indian ink, lord Bellew was it, as he might very

[26908] of sweet nothings. First it was strictly Platonic till nature intervened

[26914] extent that it subsequently blossomed into. Since their names were

[26916] particular necessity to proclaim it to the rank and file from the

[26925] it was simply a case of the husband not being up to the scratch, with

[26932] Though it was no concern of theirs absolutely if he regarded her with

[26949] because it went without saying you would feel out of place as things

[26952] somehow since, as it happened, he went to reside on the north side.

[26953] North or south, however, it was just the wellknown case of hot passion,

[26969] means, I never heard that rumour before. Possible, especially there, it

[26974] pocketbook and, turning over the various contents it contained rapidly

[27000] barely sweet sixteen. As for the face it was a speaking likeness in

[27001] expression but it did not do justice to her figure which came in for a

[27006] developmentally because, as it so happened, no later than that afternoon

[27009] all the symmetry, all the rest. Yes, puritanisme, it does though, Saint

[27011] photo could because it simply wasn’t art in a word.

[27017] which the camera could not at all do justice to. But it was scarcely

[27018] professional etiquette so. Though it was a warm pleasant sort of a night

[27031] Ruby with met him pike hoses (sic) in it which must have fell down

[27037] the bunch though you wouldn’t think he had it in him yet you would.

[27038] Besides he said the picture was handsome which, say what you like, it

[27051] cause why and, he failing to quash it, nisi was made absolute. But as

[27053] another, could safely afford to ignore it as they very largely did till

[27061] Insuppressible or no it was United Ireland (a by no means by the by

[27076] history, Bloom was the man who picked it up in the crush after

[27077] witnessing the occurrence meaning to return it to him (and return it to

[27081] having gone into it more for the kudos of the thing than anything

[27093] jokes of the cabman and so on who passed it all off as a jest, laughing

[27095] wherefore, and in reality not knowing their own minds, it being a case

[27096] for the two parties themselves unless it ensued that the legitimate

[27097] husband happened to be a party to it owing to some anonymous letter from

[27119] It was a thousand pities a young fellow, blessed with an allowance of

[27136] he certainly ought to eat even were it only an eggflip made on

[27145] —Yesterday! exclaimed Bloom till he remembered it was already tomorrow

[27146] Friday. Ah, you mean it’s after twelve!

[27159] in people’s mind though, it goes without saying, not contributing a

[27170] mortals, be it repeated, departed from his customary habit to give

[27174] and the misery and suffering it entailed as a foregone conclusion on

[27177] Anyhow upon weighing up the pros and cons, getting on for one, as it

[27178] was, it was high time to be retiring for the night. The crux was it

[27185] other hand it was altogether far and away too late for the Sandymount

[27187] the two alternatives. Everything pointed to the fact that it behoved him

[27190] effusive but it grew on him someway. For one thing he mightn’t what

[27192] was he didn’t know how to lead up to it or word it exactly, supposing

[27193] he did entertain the proposal, as it would afford him very great

[27204] dearly beloved Queenstown and it was highly likely some sponger’s

[27222] while prudently pocketing her photo, as it’s rather stuffy here you

[27240] housetops about it, and a slice of luck. An opening was all was wanted.

[27242] hopes on which it was quite on the cards he had so it would be just as

[27277] him as he muttered against whoever it was sold it, all of them who were

[27316] —It will (the air) do you good, Bloom said, meaning also the walk, in

[27318] Come. It’s not far. Lean on me.

[27329] purposes wrapped in the arms of Murphy, as the adage has it, dreaming

[27331] analogy was not at all bad as it was in fact a stoning to death on the

[27354] opinion that there was none to come up to her and suffice it to say in

[27360] it for granted he knew all about the old favourites, he mentioned

[27366] put query, said he didn’t sing it but launched out into praises of

[27380] guineas and John Bull. He inquired if it was John Bull the political

[27381] celebrity of that ilk, as it struck him, the two identical names, as a

[27392] near so that it seemed new, a different grouping of bones and even flesh

[27393] because palpably it was a fourwalker, a hipshaker, a blackbuttocker, a

[27401] holy horror to face. But it was no animal’s fault in particular if he

[27421] it opened up new vistas in his mind such as Lady Fingall’s Irish

[27450] little thing like that could militate against you. It was in fact only a

[27461] any lengthy space of time. But a step in the required direction it

[27462] was beyond yea or nay and both monetarily and mentally it contained

[27463] no reflection on his dignity in the smallest and it often turned in

[27467] would rapidly have a great vogue as it would be a decided novelty for

[27478] fellows. And it need not detract from the other by one iota as, being

[27481] his vocal career or containing anything derogatory whatsoever as it was

[27491] pretext when not present, deprecate him, or whatever you like to call it

[27515] man in the sweeper car or you might as well call it in the sleeper

17. Ithaca

[27537] the arc which it subtends.

[27621] Was it there?

[27623] It was in the corresponding pocket of the trousers which he had worn on

[27699] Flower and M’Donald of 14 D’Olier street, kindled it at three

[27741] let it flow.

[27743] Did it flow?

[27901] What quality did it (his hand) possess but with what counteracting

[28065] Let them hymn it nine times nine.

[28190] Obtain It which, designed particularly for commercial men engaged in

[28295] Look at this long candle. Calculate when it burns out and you receive

[28312] With it an abode of bliss.

[28336] seizes solitary paper. He holds it towards fire. Twilight. He reads.

[28374] It, with the preceding scene and with others unnarrated but existent by

[28596] He drove it o’er the jew’s garden wall.

[28614] He’d make it a sorry ball.”

[28633] inadvertence twice by design he challenges his destiny. It comes when he

[28635] and youth, holds him unresisting. It leads him to a strange habitation,

[28727] Inasmuch as leaning she sustained her blond hair for him to ribbon it

[28737] tumblerful of lemonade which it (he) had appeared to have accepted (cf

[28804] Promptly, inexplicably, with amicability, gratefully it was declined.

[28838] on the milled edge and tendered it in payment of an account due to and

[28876] Because it was a task for a superior intelligence to substitute other

[29037] That it was not a heaventree, not a heavengrot, not a heavenbeast, not

[29038] a heavenman. That it was a Utopia, there being no known method from

[29056] It seemed to him as possible of proof as of confutation and the

[29286] diminutive cone, one inch in height, placed it on its circular base on

[29290] it superficially, rolled it into a thin cylinder, ignited it in the

[29291] candleflame, applied it when ignited to the apex of the cone till the

[29401] Physical Strength and How to Obtain It by Eugen Sandow (red cloth).

[29410] it, if the book should be lo?t or go a?tray, to re?tore it to Michael

[29840] It was one of his axioms that similar meditations or the automatic

[29875] actress and professional beauty: a Yuletide card, bearing on it a

[29925] It heals and soothes while you sleep, in case of trouble in breaking

[29931] sultry summer’s day. Recommend it to your lady and gentlemen friends,

[29942] during the South African campaign! What a relief it would have been!

[30003] Tomorrow will be a week that I received... it is no use Leopold to be

18. Penelope

[30628] hospital where everything is clean but I suppose Id have to dring it

[30633] to get well if his nose bleeds youd think it was O tragic and that

[30642] get bloodpoisoning but if it was a thing I was sick then wed see what

[30643] attention only of course the woman hides it not to give all the trouble

[30645] not or hed be off his feed thinking of her so either it was one of those

[30646] night women if it was down there he was really and the hotel story he

[30647] made up a pack of lies to hide it planning it Hynes kept me who did I

[30659] me and he covered it up with the blottingpaper pretending to be thinking

[30660] about business so very probably that was it to somebody who thinks

[30664] bottom was to hide it not that I care two straws now who he does it with

[30671] pretending he was drinking water 1 woman is not enough for them it was

[30675] her aunt if you please common robbery so it was but I was sure he had

[30676] something on with that one it takes me to find out a thing like that he

[30677] said you have no proof it was her proof O yes her aunt was very fond of

[30684] I gave it to him anyhow either she or me leaves the house I couldnt even

[30686] like that one denying it up to my face and singing about the place in

[30688] possibly do without it that long so he must do it somewhere and the last

[30689] time he came on my bottom when was it the night Boylan gave my hand a

[30696] same old hat unless I paid some nicelooking boy to do it since I cant do

[30697] it myself a young boy would like me Id confuse him a little alone with

[30704] knitting that woollen thing a stranger to Dublin what place was it and

[30707] you thinking of who is it tell me his name who tell me who the german

[30708] Emperor is it yes imagine Im him think of him can you feel him trying to

[30709] make a whore of me what he never will he ought to give it up now at this

[30710] age of his life simply ruination for any woman and no satisfaction in it

[30711] pretending to like it till he comes and then finish it off myself anyway

[30712] and it makes your lips pale anyhow its done now once and for all with

[30713] all the talk of the world about it people make its only the first time

[30714] after that its just the ordinary do it and think no more about it why

[30722] person my child on the leg behind high up was it yes rather high up was

[30723] it where you sit down yes O Lord couldnt he say bottom right out and

[30724] have done with it what has that got to do with it and did you whatever

[30725] way he put it I forget no father and I always think of the real father

[30726] what did he want to know for when I already confessed it to God he had

[30727] a nice fat hand the palm moist always I wouldnt mind feeling it neither

[30739] it who gave him that flower he said he bought he smelt of some kind of

[30746] port and potted meat it had a fine salty taste yes because I felt lovely

[30752] tell you theres no God what could you do if it was running and rushing

[30754] evening in Whitefriars street chapel for the month of May see it brought

[30757] matter because he doesnt know what it is to have one yes when I lit the

[30760] call it was going to burst though his nose is not so big after I took

[30762] perfuming and combing it like iron or some kind of a thick crowbar

[30767] middle of us or like a Stallion driving it up into you because thats all

[30770] him when I made him pull out and do it on me considering how big it is

[30771] so much the better in case any of it wasnt washed out properly the last

[30772] time I let him finish it in me nice invention they made for women for

[30773] him to get all the pleasure but if someone gave them a touch of it

[30779] it Jesusjack the child is a black the last time I was there a squad of

[30785] I suppose it was meeting Josie Powell and the funeral and thinking about

[30789] housewarming and then he wanted to ram it down my neck it was on account

[30791] row over politics he began it not me when he said about Our Lord being a

[30803] get him to make it up any time I know how Id even supposing he got in

[30813] job to get it out of him though I liked him for that it showed he could

[30822] you wash possible the women are always egging on to that putting it on

[30828] afterwards though she didnt like it so much the day I was in fits of

[30831] humour she said yes because it grigged her because she knew what it

[30839] to run him down what was it she told me O yes that sometimes he used to

[30853] her husband for what I wonder in love with some other man yes it was

[30858] without us white Arsenic she put in his tea off flypaper wasnt it I

[30859] wonder why they call it that if I asked him hed say its from the Greek

[30869] two old maids of sisters when I stood up and asked the girl where it was

[30870] what do I care with it dropping out of me and that black closed breeches

[30874] some robber of a woman and he wanted me to put it in the Irish times

[30884] and windy it was well we had that rum in the house to mull and the fire

[30886] hearthrug in Lombard street west and another time it was my muddy boots

[30899] said wasnt it terrible to do that there in a place like that I dont see

[30900] anything so terrible about it Ill tell him about that some day not now

[30902] too we did it so now there you are like it or lump it he thinks nothing

[30907] me in the eye of my glove and I had to take it off asking me questions

[30908] is it permitted to enquire the shape of my bedroom so I let him keep it

[30909] as if I forgot it to think of me when I saw him slip it into his pocket

[30920] anything at all with a skirt on it and were not to ask any questions but

[30923] away from the house he felt it was getting too warm for him so I

[30934] savage for it if anyone was passing so I lifted them a bit and touched

[30936] to keep him from doing worse where it was too public I was dying to find

[30938] to do everything too quick take all the pleasure out of it and father

[30940] the butchers and had to go back for it what a Deceiver then he wrote me

[30941] that letter with all those words in it how could he have the face to any

[30942] woman after his company manners making it so awkward after when we met

[30946] man and if I knew what it meant of course I had to say no for form sake

[30947] dont understand you I said and wasnt it natural so it is of course

[30948] it used to be written up with a picture of a womans on that wall in

[30950] seeing it too young then writing every morning a letter sometimes twice

[30953] the night he kissed my heart at Dolphins barn I couldnt describe it

[30954] simply it makes you feel like nothing on earth but he never knew how to

[30962] way it was impossible to be more respectful nobody to say youre out you

[30964] it was a putoff first him sending the port and the peaches first and I

[30967] a bit late because it was 1/4 after 3 when I saw the 2 Dedalus girls

[30969] never seems to go properly Id want to get it looked after when I threw

[30974] the 27th it wouldnt be pleasant if he did suppose our rooms at the hotel

[30984] splashing about taking spoonfuls of it hadnt he the nerve and the waiter

[30986] engine to start but he wouldnt pay till he finished it the two gentlemen

[30992] a 1st class for me he might want to do it in the train by tipping the

[31000] its over a year ago when was it St Teresas hall Clarendon St little

[31003] beggar and wearing a brooch for Lord Roberts when I had the map of it

[31004] all and Poldy not Irish enough was it him managed it this time I wouldnt

[31005] put it past him like he got me on to sing in the Stabat Mater by going

[31012] well he doesnt look it thats all I can say still it must have been him

[31021] and the rest of the other old Krugers go and fight it out between them

[31023] with their fever if he was even decently shot it wouldnt have been so

[31025] Spanish cavalry at La Roque it was lovely after looking across the bay

[31033] had before to keep in the drawer with them it would be exciting going

[31035] this ring behind want to keep turning and turning to get it over the

[31036] knuckle there or they might bell it round the town in their papers or

[31039] not a marrying man so somebody better get it out of him if I could find

[31044] to lie down for them better for him put it into me from behind the way

[31045] Mrs Mastiansky told me her husband made her like the dogs do it and

[31047] with his tingating cither can you ever be up to men the way it takes

[31059] morsel of that chicken out of my fingers it was so tasty and browned

[31080] stout at dinner or am I getting too fond of it the last they sent from

[31086] might overdo it the thin ones are not so much the fashion now garters

[31091] it God only knows whether he did after all I said to him Ill know by

[31094] it was beginning to look coarse or old a bit the skin underneath is much

[31095] finer where it peeled off there on my finger after the burn its a pity

[31096] it isnt all like that and the four paltry handkerchiefs about 6/- in all

[31098] rent when I get it Ill lash it around I tell you in fine style I always

[31109] hair on her down to her waist tossing it back like that like Kitty OShea

[31111] combing it as if she loved it and was full of it pity I only got to

[31116] funny story about the jealous old husband what was it at all and an

[31130] a child that big taken out of her and I thought first it came out of her

[31136] chuck that Freeman with the paltry few shillings he knocks out of it and

[31143] what he did then sending me to try and patch it up I could have got him

[31147] of the tails with no cut in it but theyre coming into fashion again I

[31148] bought it simply to please him I knew it was no good by the finish pity

[31149] I changed my mind of going to Todd and Burns as I said and not Lees it

[31153] everything he can scour off the shelves into it if I went by his advices

[31160] for but I stared it out of her yes he was awfully stiff and no wonder

[31163] up to open the door for me it was nice of him to show me out in any case

[31164] Im extremely sorry Mrs Bloom believe me without making it too marked the

[31175] like those statues in the museum one of them pretending to hide it with

[31178] him or sticking up at you like a hatrack no wonder they hide it with a

[31182] standing out for me to see it with his babyclothes up to one side the

[31184] theyre always trying to show it to you every time nearly I passed

[31186] try some fellow or other trying to catch my eye as if it was 1 of the

[31189] to make you feel nice and watery I went into 1 of them it was so biting

[31190] cold I couldnt keep it when was that 93 the canal was frozen yes it was

[31193] it before I tore it up like a sausage or something I wonder theyre not

[31201] that word met something with hoses in it and he came out with some

[31213] to suck them they were so hard he said it was sweeter and thicker than

[31216] the one half of the things and write a book out of it the works of

[31222] feel all fire inside me or if I could dream it when he made me spend

[31227] it you want to feel your way with a man theyre not all like him thank

[31228] God some of them want you to be so nice about it I noticed the contrast

[31229] he does it and doesnt talk I gave my eyes that look with my hair a bit

[31238] roasting engines stifling it was today Im glad I burned the half of

[31244] the hall making the place hotter than it is that rain was lovely and

[31245] refreshing just after my beauty sleep I thought it was going to get like

[31247] as night and the glare of the rock standing up in it like a big giant

[31253] on it she was very nice whats this her other name was just a p c to tell

[31255] a very clean dog now enjoyed it wogger she called him wogger wd give

[31276] it sick what became of them ever I suppose theyre dead long ago the 2 of

[31280] it at the back when I put it up and whats this else how to make a knot

[31292] excitement like a rose I didnt get a wink of sleep it wouldnt have been

[31293] nice on account of her but I could have stopped it in time she gave me

[31296] that other woman I lent him afterwards with Mulveys photo in it so as he

[31300] always shoplifting anything she could cloth and stuff and yards of it

[31307] and the mosquito nets I couldnt read a line Lord how long ago it seems

[31309] right on it either she may have noticed her wogger people were always

[31315] it my lips were taittering when I said goodbye she had a Gorgeous wrap

[31317] peculiarly to one side like and it was extremely pretty it got as dull

[31319] of it somewhere were never easy where we are father or aunt or marriage

[31335] windowsill catch him leaving any of it picking his nose trying to think

[31349] understand what you say even youd want to print it up on a big poster

[31353] grey matter they have it all in their tail if you ask me those country

[31381] believe love is sighing I am dying still if he wrote it I suppose thered

[31382] be some truth in it true or no it fills up your whole day and life

[31383] always something to think about every moment and see it all round you

[31395] brought it in with the coffee she stood there standing when I asked her

[31397] to open it with ah horquilla disobliging old thing and it staring her

[31409] he signed it I near jumped out of my skin I wanted to pick him up when

[31412] appointment I had it inside my petticoat bodice all day reading it up

[31417] sweetheart when a boy it never entered my head what kissing meant till

[31427] taught him Cappoquin he came from he said on the black water but it was

[31428] too short then the day before he left May yes it was May when the infant

[31431] I told him it was struck by lightning and all about the old Barbary apes

[31438] a wild place I suppose it must be the highest rock in existence the

[31446] ricestraw hat to take the newness out of it the left side of my face the

[31451] Ines told me that one drop even if it got into you at all after I tried

[31452] with the Banana but I was afraid it might break and get lost up in me

[31457] a wonderful feeling there so tender all the time how did we finish it

[31465] drew back the skin it had a kind of eye in it theyre all Buttons men

[31467] what was his name Jack Joe Harry Mulvey was it yes I think a lieutenant

[31471] hed do it to me and I promised him yes faithfully Id let him block me

[31479] say they could have put an article about it in the Chronicle I was a bit

[31481] Bros and exploded it Lord what a bang all the woodcocks and pigeons

[31486] crooked as often as I settled it straight H M S Calypso swinging my hat

[31491] name Bloom when I used to write it in print to see how it looked on a

[31511] mountain with snow on it and the straits like a river so clear Harry

[31520] if it brought its bad luck with it like an opal or pearl still it must

[31521] have been pure 18 carrot gold because it was very heavy but what could

[31541] it I was afraid he mightnt like my accent first he so English all father

[31547] like Boylan to do it 4 or 5 times locked in each others arms or the

[31549] looooves old deep down chin back not too much make it double My Ladys

[31556] him at it again slobbering after washing every bit of myself back belly

[31565] heat I couldnt smell anything off it Im sure that queerlooking man in

[31569] why am I so damned nervous about that though I like it in the winter its

[31570] more company O Lord it was rotten cold too that winter when I was

[31575] about in it then make a race back into bed Im sure that fellow opposite

[31578] stripped at the washstand dabbing and creaming only when it came to the

[31582] in at 4 in the morning it must be if not more still he had the manners

[31595] a bit of fish tomorrow or today is it Friday yes I will with some

[31602] enough or a picnic suppose we all gave 5/- each and or let him pay it

[31613] yes then it came on to get rough the old thing crookeding about and the

[31636] to put up with it I never brought a bit of salt in even when we moved

[31649] prevent me shutting it like that picture of that hardened criminal he

[31666] that all the same on account of me and Boylan thats why he did it Im

[31682] the shelf well Im not no nor anything like it well see well see now shes

[31688] skatingrink and smoking their cigarettes through their nose I smelt it

[31691] only I oughtnt to have stitched it and it on her it brings a parting and

[31692] the last plumpudding too split in 2 halves see it comes out no matter

[31712] till I was what 22 or so it went into the wrong place always only the

[31717] it must be real love if a man gives up his life for her that way for

[31719] in it though unless it really happened to me the majority of them with

[31735] badtempered too because how was it there was a weed in the tea or I

[31736] didnt sleep the night before cheese I ate was it and I told her over and

[31743] see him coming Id have to let her know or shed revenge it arent they

[31746] well of course shes old she cant help it a good job I found that rotten

[31758] it wasnt washing day my old pair of drawers might have been hanging up

[31771] out of a body unless he likes it some men do God knows theres always

[31773] isnt it simply sickening that night it came on me like that the one and

[31780] forward as if I was interested having to sit it out then to the last tag

[31784] all the back ways after to make up for it I wish he had what I had then

[31789] it on too damn it damn it and they always want to see a stain on the

[31797] with the pillow under my bottom I wonder is it nicer in the day I think

[31798] it is easy I think Ill cut all this hair off me there scalding me I

[31806] easy God I remember one time I could scout it out straight whistling

[31807] like a man almost easy O Lord how noisy I hope theyre bubbles on it for

[31808] a wad of money from some fellow Ill have to perfume it in the morning

[31817] it last I Whit Monday yes its only about 3 weeks I ought to go to the

[31818] doctor only it would be like before I married him when I had that white

[31820] Collins for womens diseases on Pembroke road your vagina he called it I

[31828] maybe what a question if I smathered it all over his wrinkly old face

[31830] pass it easily pass what I thought he was talking about the rock of

[31831] Gibraltar the way he put it thats a very nice invention too by the

[31833] squeeze and pull the chain then to flush it nice cool pins and needles

[31834] still theres something in it I suppose I always used to know by Millys

[31845] underlined that comes from it is a thing of beauty and of joy for ever

[31849] coming next only natural weakness it was he excited me I dont know how

[31862] wash it off with the Albion milk and sulphur soap I used to use and the

[31863] gelatine still round it O I laughed myself sick at him that day I better

[31865] natural size so that a woman could sit on it properly he kneels down to

[31866] do it I suppose there isnt in all creation another man with the habits

[31877] press doesnt creak ah I knew it would hes sleeping hard had a good time

[31879] course he has to pay for it from her O this nuisance of a thing I hope

[31882] bed always reminds me of old Cohen I suppose he scratched himself in it

[31883] often enough and he thinks father bought it from Lord Napier that I used

[31893] something happens or he puts his big foot in it Thoms and Helys and Mr

[31921] it all wrong too thinking only of his own pleasure his tongue is too

[31923] it again if he doesnt mind himself and lock him down to sleep in the

[31924] coalcellar with the blackbeetles I wonder was it her Josie off her head

[31942] way like dabbling on a rainy day I see it all now plainly and they call

[31946] or just getting better of it and hes a goodlooking man still though

[31949] help it making fun of him then behind his back I know well when he goes

[31968] voice Phoebe dearest goodbye sweetheart sweetheart he always sang it not

[31970] voice so there was no art in it all over you like a warm showerbath O

[31971] Maritana wildwood flower we sang splendidly though it was a bit too high

[31973] Goulding but then hed say or do something to knock the good out of it

[31977] ought to have got it taken in drapery that never looks out of fashion

[31978] still I look young in it I wonder he didnt make him a present of it

[31990] before I thought it meant him but hes no chicken nor a stranger either

[31994] in society yes wait it all came out and 2 red 8s for new garments look

[31996] poetry in it I hope he hasnt long greasy hair hanging into his eyes or

[32000] an ounce of it in his composition I thought he was quite different I

[32006] course he pretended to understand it all probably he told him he was

[32030] looking as if it was asking you to suck it so clean and white he looks

[32031] with his boyish face I would too in 1/2 a minute even if some of it went

[32034] washing it from 1 years end to the other the most of them only thats

[32062] touch it my uncle John has a thing long I heard those cornerboys saying

[32064] because it was dark and they knew a girl was passing it didnt make me

[32065] blush why should it either its only nature and he puts his thing long

[32072] all remain friends over it instead of quarrelling her husband found it

[32073] out what they did together well naturally and if he did can he undo it

[32078] know I cant help it if Im young still can I its a wonder Im not an old

[32092] hot on for it and not care a pin whose I was only do it off up in a gate

[32102] match of course it was for me he gave it I knew him by his gaiters and

[32104] a woman after coming out of it too some filthy prostitute then he goes

[32114] to see myself at it show them attention and they treat you like dirt

[32116] governed by the women in it you wouldnt see women going and killing one

[32118] like they do or gambling every penny they have and losing it on horses

[32120] wouldnt be in the world at all only for us they dont know what it is to

[32126] theyre not satisfied and I none was he not able to make one it wasnt my

[32130] knitted crying as I was but give it to some poor child but I knew well

[32131] Id never have another our 1st death too it was we were never the same

[32133] more I wonder why he wouldnt stay the night I felt all the time it was

[32155] forgotten it all I thought I had only for the grammar a noun is the

[32157] cantankerous Mrs Rubio lent me by Valera with the questions in it all

[32162] breakfast in bed with a bit of toast so long as I didnt do it on

[32166] I could do the criada the room looks all right since I changed it the

[32168] introduce myself not knowing me from Adam very funny wouldnt it Im his

[32174] scribbling he does at it and if he wants to read in bed in the morning

[32175] like me as hes making the breakfast for 1 he can make it for 2 Im sure

[32186] man Id meet theyre out looking for it in the morning Mamy Dillon used

[32198] bother to even iron it out that ought to satisfy him if you dont believe

[32200] mind to tell him every scrap and make him do it out in front of me serve

[32202] the gallery said O much about it if thats all the harm ever we did in

[32204] hide it I suppose thats what a woman is supposed to be there for or

[32206] wants to kiss my bottom Ill drag open my drawers and bulge it right out

[32210] wont be too bad I dont want to soak it all out of him like other women

[32212] name on it for a couple of pounds a few times he forgot to lock it up

[32213] besides he wont spend it Ill let him do it off on me behind provided he

[32219] now sonny my turn is coming Ill be quite gay and friendly over it O

[32223] never know whether he did it or not there thats good enough for you

[32234] something only I only wore it twice better lower this lamp and try again

[32238] I want to do the place up someway the dust grows in it I think while Im

[32251] primroses and violets nature it is as for them saying theres no God I

[32258] that made it all who ah that they dont know neither do I so there you

[32263] and it was leapyear like now yes 16 years ago my God after that long

[32273] and washing up dishes they called it on the pier and the sentry in front

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