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10:180;0001['  ]| The superior, the very*reverend*John*Conmee S%*J% reset his smooth 
10:180;0002['  ]| watch in$4$ his interior pocket as he came down the presbytery steps.  
10:180;0002@zf  | Five to$4$ 
10:180;0003@zf  | three. Just nice time to$9$ walk to$4$ Artane. What was that$6#2$ boy's name again? 
10:180;0004@zf  | Dignam. Yes. \Vere dignum et iustum est.\ Brother*Swan was the person to$9$ 
10:180;0005@zf  | see.  Mr*Cunningham's letter.  Yes.  Oblige him, if possible.  Good practical 
10:180;0006@zf  | catholic:  useful at mission time. 
10:180;0007['  ]| A onelegged sailor, swinging himself onward by$4$ lazy jerks of his 
10:180;0008['  ]| crutches, growled some notes.  He jerked short before the convent of the 
10:180;0009['  ]| sisters of charity and held out a peaked cap for$4$ alms towards the
10:180;0010['  ]| very*reverend*John*Conmee S%*J%  Father*Conmee blessed him in$4$ the sun for$4$ his 
10:180;0011['  ]| purse held, he knew, one silver crown. 
10:180;0012['  ]| Father*Conmee crossed to$4$ Mountjoy*square.  He thought, but not for$4$ 
10:180;0013['  ]| long, of soldiers and sailors, whose legs had been shot off by$4$ cannonballs, 
10:180;0014['  ]| ending their days in$4$ some pauper ward, and of cardinal*Wolsey's words:   
10:180;0014[Z  ]| \If\ 
10:180;0015[Z  ]| \I had served my God as I have served my king He would not have\
10:180;0016[Z  ]| \abandoned me in$4$ my old days\.  
10:180;0016['  ]| He walked by$4$ the treeshade of sunnywinking 
10:180;0017['  ]| leaves:  and towards him came the wife of Mr*David*Sheehy M%*P% 
10:180;0018[W  ]| ~~ Very well, indeed, father.  And you, father? 
10:180;0019['XX]| Father*Conmee was wonderfully well indeed.  He would go to$4$ Buxton 
10:180;0020['XX]| probably for$4$ the waters.  And her boys, were they getting on$5$ well at 
10:180;0021['XX]| Belvedere?  Was that$6#2$ so$5#2$?  Father*Conmee was very glad indeed to$9$ hear that$6#2$. 
10:180;0022['XX]| And Mr*Sheehy himself?  Still in$4$ London.  The house was still sitting, to$9$ be 
10:180;0023['XX]| sure it was.  Beautiful weather it was, delightful indeed.  Yes, it was very 
10:180;0024['XX]| probable that$3$ Father*Bernard*Vaughan would come again to$9$ preach.  O, 
10:180;0025['XX]| yes:  a very great success.  A wonderful man really. 
10:180;0026['XX]| Father*Conmee was very glad to$9$ see the wife of Mr*David*Sheehy 
10:180;0027['XX]| M%*P%  looking so$5#1$ well and he begged to$9$ be remembered to$4$ Mr*David*Sheehy 
10:180;0028['XX]| M%*P%  Yes, he would certainly call. 
10:180;0029[ZF ]| ~~ Good afternoon, Mrs*Sheehy. 
10:180;0030['  ]| Father*Conmee doffed his silk hat and smiled, as he took leave, at the 
10:180;0031['  ]| jet beads of her mantilla inkshining in$4$ the sun.  And smiled yet again, in$4$ 
10:180;0032['  ]| going.  He had cleaned his teeth, he knew, with arecanut paste. 
10:180;0033['  ]| Father*Conmee walked and, walking, smiled for$3$ he thought on$4$ Father*Bernard*Vaughan's
10:180;0034['  ]| <Bernard Vaughan's> droll eyes and cockney voice. 
10:180;0035[X  ]| ~~ Pilate!  Wy do not you old back that$6#2$ owlin mob? 
10:181;0036@zf  | A zealous man, however.  Really he was.  And really did great good in$4$ 
10:181;0037@zf  | his way.  Beyond a doubt.  He loved Ireland, he said, and he loved the Irish. 
10:181;0038@zf  | Of good family too would one think it?  Welsh, were they not? 
10:181;0039@zf  | O, lest he forget.  That$6#2$ letter to$4$ father provincial. 
10:181;0040['  ]| Father*Conmee stopped three little schoolboys at the corner of 
10:181;0041['  ]| Mountjoy*square.  
10:181;0041[XX ]| Yes:  they were from Belvedere.  The little house.  Aha. 
10:181;0042[XX ]| And were they good boys at school?  O.  That$6#2$ was very good now.  And what 
10:181;0043[XX ]| was his name?  Jack*Sohan.  And his name?  Ger%*Gallaher.  And the other 
10:181;0044[XX ]| little man?  His name was Brunny*Lynam.  O, that$6#2$ was a very nice name to$9$ 
10:181;0045[XX ]| have. 
10:181;0046['  ]| Father*Conmee gave a letter from his breast to$4$ Master*Brunny*Lynam 
10:181;0047['  ]| and pointed to$4$ the red pillarbox at the corner of Fitzgibbon*street. 
10:181;0048[ZF ]| ~~ But mind you do not post yourself into the box, little man, 
10:181;0048['  ]| he said. 
10:181;0049['  ]| The boys sixeyed Father*Conmee and laughed: 
10:181;0050[X  ]| ~~ O, sir. 
10:181;0051[ZF ]| ~~ Well, let me see if you can post a letter, 
10:181;0051['  ]| Father*Conmee said. 
10:181;0052['  ]| Master*Brunny*Lynam ran across the road and put Father*Conmee's 
10:181;0053['  ]| letter to$4$ father provincial into the mouth of the bright red letterbox.  Father*Conmee
10:181;0054['  ]| <Conmee> smiled and nodded and smiled and walked along  
10:181;0055['  ]| Mountjoy*square*east. 
10:181;0056['  ]| Mr*Denis*J*Maginni, professor of dancing*^&c, in$4$ silk hat, slate 
10:181;0057['  ]| frockcoat with silk facings, white kerchief tie, tight lavender trousers, 
10:181;0058['  ]| canary gloves and pointed patent boots, walking with grave deportment 
10:181;0059['  ]| most respectfully took the curbstone as he passed lady*Maxwell at the 
10:181;0060['  ]| corner of Dignam's*court. 
10:181;0061@zf  | Was that$6#2$ not Mrs*M^'Guinness? 
10:181;0062['  ]| Mrs*M^'Guinness, stately, silverhaired, bowed to$4$ Father*Conmee from 
10:181;0063['  ]| the farther footpath along which$6#1$ she sailed.  And Father*Conmee smiled and 
10:181;0064['  ]| saluted.  
10:181;0064[XX ]| How did she do? 
10:181;0065[XX ]| A fine carriage she had.  Like$4$ Mary, queen*of*Scots, something.  And to$9$ 
10:181;0066[XX ]| think that$3$ she was a pawnbroker!  Well, now!  Such a ~  what should he 
10:181;0067[XX ]| say?  ~  such a queenly mien. 
10:181;0068['  ]| Father*Conmee walked down Great*Charles*street and glanced at the 
10:181;0069['  ]| shutup free church on$4$ his left.  
10:181;0069[X  ]| The reverend*T%*R%*Greene B%*A%  will$1$ (D%*V%) 
10:181;0070[X  ]| speak.  
10:181;0070@zf  | The incumbent they called him.  He felt it incumbent on$4$ him to$9$ say a 
10:181;0071@zf  | few words.  But one should be charitable.  Invincible ignorance.  They acted 
10:181;0072@zf  | according to$4$ their lights. 
10:181;0073['  ]| Father*Conmee turned the corner and walked along the
10:181;0074['  ]| North*Circular*road.  
10:181;0074['  ]| It was a wonder that$3$ there was not a tramline in$4$ such an 
10:181;0075['  ]| important thoroughfare.
10:181;0075@zf  | Surely, there ought to$9$ be. 
10:181;0076['  ]| A band of satchelled schoolboys crossed from Richmond*street.  All 
10:181;0077['  ]| raised untidy caps.  Father*Conmee greeted them more than once benignly. 
10:181;0078@zf  | Christian brother boys. 
10:181;0079['  ]| Father*Conmee smelt incense on$4$ his right hand as he walked.  
10:181;0079@zf  | Saint*Joseph's 
10:181;0080@zf  | <Joseph's> church, Portland*row.  For$4$ aged and virtuous females.  
10:181;0080['  ]| Father*Conmee
10:182;0081['  ]| <Conmee> raised his hat to$4$ the Blessed Sacrament.  
10:182;0081@zf  | Virtuous:  but occasionally 
10:182;0082@zf  | they were also badtempered. 
10:182;0083['  ]| Near Aldborough house Father*Conmee thought of that$6#2$ spendthrift 
10:182;0084['  ]| nobleman.  
10:182;0084@zf  | And now it was an office or something. 
10:182;0085['  ]| Father*Conmee began to$9$ walk along the North*Strand*road and was 
10:182;0086['  ]| saluted by$4$ Mr*William*Gallagher who$6#1$ stood in$4$ the doorway of his shop. 
10:182;0087['  ]| Father*Conmee saluted Mr*William*Gallagher and perceived the odours 
10:182;0088['  ]| that$6#1$ came from baconflitches and ample cools of butter.  He passed 
10:182;0089['  ]| Grogan's the Tobacconist against which$6#1$ newsboards leaned and told of a 
10:182;0090['  ]| dreadful catastrophe in$4$ New*York.  
10:182;0090@zf  | In$4$ America those things were 
10:182;0091@zf  | continually happening.  Unfortunate people to$9$ die like$4$ that$6#2$, unprepared. 
10:182;0092@zf  | Still, an act of perfect contrition. 
10:182;0093['  ]| Father*Conmee went by$4$ Daniel*Bergin's publichouse against the 
10:182;0094['  ]| window of which$6#1$ two unlabouring men lounged.  They saluted him and 
10:182;0095['  ]| were saluted. 
10:182;0096['  ]| Father*Conmee passed H%*J% *O'Neill's funeral establishment where 
10:182;0097['  ]| Corny*Kelleher totted figures in$4$ the daybook while he chewed a blade of 
10:182;0098['  ]| hay.  A constable on$4$ his beat saluted Father*Conmee and Father*Conmee 
10:182;0099['  ]| saluted the constable.  In$4$ Youkstetter's, the porkbutcher's, Father*Conmee 
10:182;0100['  ]| observed pig's puddings, white and black and red, lie neatly curled in$4$ tubes. 
10:182;0101['  ]| Moored under the trees of Charleville*Mall Father*Conmee saw a turfbarge, 
10:182;0102['  ]| a towhorse with pendent head, a bargeman with a hat of dirty straw seated 
10:182;0103['  ]| amidships, smoking and staring at a branch of poplar above him.  It was 
10:182;0104['  ]| idyllic:  and Father*Conmee reflected on$4$ the providence of the Creator who$6#1$ 
10:182;0105['  ]| had made turf to$9$ be in$4$ bogs whence men might dig it out and bring it to$4$ 
10:182;0106['  ]| town and hamlet to$9$ make fires in$4$ the houses of poor people. 
10:182;0107['  ]| On$4$ Newcomen*bridge the very*reverend*John*Conmee S%*J%  of saint*Francis*Xavier's*church,
10:182;0108['  ]| <Francis Xavier's church>, upper*Gardiner*street, stepped on$5$ to$4$ an outward 
10:182;0109['  ]| bound tram. 
10:182;0110['  ]| Off an inward bound tram stepped the reverend*Nicholas*Dudley 
10:182;0111['  ]| C%*C%  of saint*Agatha's*church, north*William*street, on$5$ to$4$ Newcomen*bridge.
10:182;0112['  ]| <bridge.> 
10:182;0113['  ]| At Newcomen*bridge Father*Conmee stepped into an outward bound 
10:182;0114['  ]| tram for$3$ he disliked to$9$ traverse on$4$ foot the dingy way past Mud*Island. 
10:182;0115['  ]| Father*Conmee sat in$4$ a corner of the tramcar, a blue ticket tucked 
10:182;0116['  ]| with care in$4$ the eye of one plump kid glove, while four shillings, a sixpence 
10:182;0117['  ]| and five pennies chuted from his other plump glovepalm into his purse. 
10:182;0118['  ]| Passing the ivy church he reflected that$3$ the ticket inspector usually made his 
10:182;0119['  ]| visit when one had carelessly thrown away the ticket.  The solemnity of the 
10:182;0120['  ]| occupants of the car seemed to$4$ Father*Conmee excessive for$4$ a journey so$5#1$ 
10:182;0121['  ]| short and cheap.  Father*Conmee liked cheerful decorum. 
10:182;0122['  ]| It was a peaceful day.  The gentleman with the glasses opposite Father*Conmee
10:182;0123['  ]| <Conmee> had finished explaining and looked down.  His wife, Father*Conmee
10:182;0124['  ]| <Conmee> supposed. 
10:183;0125['  ]| A tiny yawn opened the mouth of the wife of the gentleman with the 
10:183;0126['  ]| glasses.  She raised her small gloved fist, yawned ever so$5#1$ gently, tiptapping 
10:183;0127['  ]| her small gloved fist on$4$ her opening mouth and smiled tinily, sweetly. 
10:183;0128['  ]| Father*Conmee perceived her perfume in$4$ the car.  He perceived also 
10:183;0129['  ]| that$3$ the awkward man at the other side of her was sitting on$4$ the edge of the 
10:183;0130['  ]| seat. 
10:183;0131['  ]| Father*Conmee at the altarrails placed the host with difficulty in$4$ the 
10:183;0132['  ]| mouth of the awkward old man who$6#1$ had the shaky head. 
10:183;0133['  ]| At Annesley*bridge the tram halted and, when it was about to$9$ go, an 
10:183;0134['  ]| old woman rose suddenly from her place to$9$ alight.  The conductor pulled 
10:183;0135['  ]| the bellstrap to$9$ stay the car for$4$ her.  She passed out with her basket and a 
10:183;0136['  ]| marketnet:  and Father*Conmee saw the conductor help her and net and 
10:183;0137['  ]| basket down:  and Father*Conmee thought that$3$, as she had nearly passed 
10:183;0138['  ]| the end of the penny fare, she was one of those good souls who$6#1$ had always 
10:183;0139['  ]| to$9$ be told twice \bless you, my child,\ that$3$ they have been absolved, \pray for$4$\ 
10:183;0140['  ]| \me\.  
10:183;0140@zf  | But they had so$5#1$ many worries in$4$ life, so$5#1$ many cares, poor creatures. 
10:183;0141['  ]| From the hoardings Mr*Eugene*Stratton grimaced with thick 
10:183;0142['  ]| niggerlips at Father*Conmee. 
10:183;0143['  ]| Father*Conmee thought of the souls of black and brown and yellow 
10:183;0144['  ]| men and of his sermon on$4$ saint*Peter*Claver S%*J%  and the African mission 
10:183;0145['  ]| and of the propagation of the faith and of the millions of black and brown 
10:183;0146['  ]| and yellow souls that$6#1$ had not received the baptism of water when their last 
10:183;0147['  ]| hour came like$4$ a thief in$4$ the night.  That$6#2$ book by$4$ the Belgian jesuit,
10:183;0148['  ]| \Le*Nombre*des*Elus\, seemed to$4$ Father*Conmee a reasonable plea.  
10:183;0148@zf  | Those were 
10:183;0149@zf  | millions of human souls created by$4$ God in$4$ His Own likeness to$4$ whom the 
10:183;0150@zf  | faith had not (D%*V%) been brought.  But they were God's souls, created by$4$ 
10:183;0151@zf  | God.  
10:183;0151['  ]| It seemed to$4$ Father*Conmee a pity that$3$ they should all be lost, 
10:183;0151['  ]| a waste, 
10:183;0152['  ]| if one might say. 
10:183;0153['  ]| At the Howth*road stop Father*Conmee alighted, was saluted by$4$ the 
10:183;0154['  ]| conductor and saluted in$4$ his turn. 
10:183;0155['  ]| The Malahide*road was quiet.  It pleased Father*Conmee, road and 
10:183;0156['  ]| name.  
10:183;0156@zf  | The joybells were ringing in$4$ gay Malahide.
10:183;0156@zf  | Lord*Talbot*de*Malahide, 
10:183;0157@zf  | immediate hereditary lord*admiral*of*Malahide and the seas adjoining. 
10:183;0158@zf  | Then came the call to$4$ arms and she was maid, wife and widow in$4$ one day. 
10:183;0159@zf  | Those were old worldish days, loyal times in$4$ joyous townlands, old times in$4$ 
10:183;0160@zf  | the barony. 
10:183;0161['  ]| Father*Conmee, walking, thought of his little book \Old*Times*in*the*Barony\
10:183;0162['  ]| and of the book that$6#1$ might be written about jesuit houses and of 
10:183;0163['  ]| Mary*Rochfort, daughter of lord*Molesworth, first countess*of*Belvedere. 
10:183;0164@zf  | A listless lady, no$2$ more young, walked alone the shore of lough*Ennel,
10:183;0165@zf  | Mary, first countess*of*Belvedere, listlessly walking in$4$ the evening, 
10:183;0166@zf  | not startled when an otter plunged.  Who$6#2$ could know the truth?  Not the 
10:183;0167@zf  | jealous lord*Belvedere and not her confessor if she had not committed 
10:183;0168@zf  | adultery fully, \eiaculatio seminis inter vas naturale mulieris\, with her 
10:184;0169@zf  | husband's brother?  She would half confess if she had not all sinned as 
10:184;0170@zf  | women did.  Only God knew and she and he, her husband's brother. 
10:184;0171['XX]| Father*Conmee thought of that$6#2$ tyrannous incontinence, needed 
10:184;0172['XX]| however for$4$ man's race on$4$ earth, and of the ways of God which$6#1$ were not 
10:184;0173['XX]| our ways. 
10:184;0174['  ]| Don*John*Conmee walked and moved in$4$ times of yore.  He was 
10:184;0175['  ]| humane and honoured there.  He bore in$4$ mind secrets confessed and he 
10:184;0176['  ]| smiled at smiling noble faces in$4$ a beeswaxed drawingroom, ceiled with full 
10:184;0177['  ]| fruit clusters.  And the hands of a bride and of a bridegroom, noble to$4$ noble, 
10:184;0178['  ]| were impalmed by$4$ Don*John*Conmee. 
10:184;0179['  ]| It was a charming day. 
10:184;0180['  ]| The lychgate of a field showed Father*Conmee breadths of cabbages, 
10:184;0181['  ]| curtseying to$4$ him with ample underleaves.  The sky showed him a flock of 
10:184;0182['  ]| small white clouds going slowly down the wind.  
10:184;0182@zf  | \Moutonner\, the French 
10:184;0183@zf  | said.  A just and homely word. 
10:184;0184['  ]| Father*Conmee, reading his office, watched a flock of muttoning 
10:184;0185['  ]| clouds over Rathcoffey.  His thinsocked ankles were tickled by$4$ the stubble 
10:184;0186['  ]| of Clongowes field.  He walked there, reading in$4$ the evening, and heard the 
10:184;0187['  ]| cries of the boys' lines at their play, young cries in$4$ the quiet evening.  He 
10:184;0188['  ]| was their rector:  his reign was mild. 
10:184;0189['  ]| Father*Conmee drew off his gloves and took his rededged breviary 
10:184;0190['  ]| out.  An ivory bookmark told him the page. 
10:184;0191['XX]| Nones.  He should have read that$6#2$ before lunch.  But lady Maxwell had 
10:184;0192['XX]| come. 
10:184;0193['  ]| Father*Conmee read in$4$ secret \7Pater\ and \7Ave\ and crossed his breast. 
10:184;0194[Z  ]| \7Deus 7in 7adiutorium.\ 
10:184;0195['  ]| He walked calmly and read mutely the nones, walking and reading till 
10:184;0196['  ]| he came to$4$ \7Res\ in \7Beati 7immaculati\: 
10:184;0197[Z  ]| ~~ \7Principium 7verborum 7tuorum 7veritas:  7in 7eternum 7omnia 7iudicia 7iustitiae\ 
10:184;0198[Z  ]| \7tuae.\ 
10:184;0199['  ]| A flushed young man came from a gap of a hedge and after him came 
10:184;0200['  ]| a young woman with wild nodding daisies in$4$ her hand.  The young man 
10:184;0201['  ]| raised his cap abruptly:  the young woman abruptly bent and with slow care 
10:184;0202['  ]| detached from her light skirt a clinging twig. 
10:184;0203['  ]| Father*Conmee blessed both gravely and turned a thin page of his 
10:184;0204['  ]| breviary.  
10:184;0204[X  ]| \Sin\: 
10:184;0205[Z  ]| ~~ \7Principes 7persecuti 7sunt 7me 7gratis:  7et 7a 7verbis 7tuis 7formidavit 7cor 7meum.\ 
10:184;0206[Z  ]| ***** 
10:184;0207['  ]| Corny*Kelleher closed his long daybook and glanced with his 
10:184;0208['  ]| drooping eye at a pine coffinlid sentried in$4$ a corner.  He pulled himself erect, 
10:184;0209['  ]| went to$4$ it and, spinning it on$4$ its axle, viewed its shape and brass 
10:184;0210['  ]| furnishings.  Chewing his blade of hay he laid the coffinlid by$5$ and came to$4$ 
10:185;0211['  ]| the doorway.  There he tilted his hatbrim to$9$ give shade to$4$ his eyes and 
10:185;0212['  ]| leaned against the doorcase, looking idly out. 
10:185;0213['  ]| Father*John*Conmee stepped into the Dollymount tram on 
10:185;0214['  ]| Newcomen*bridge. 
10:185;0215['  ]| Corny*Kelleher locked his largefooted boots and gazed, his hat 
10:185;0216['  ]| downtilted, chewing his blade of hay. 
10:185;0217['  ]| Constable 57*C, on$4$ his beat, stood to$9$ pass the time of day. 
10:185;0218[V  ]| ~~ That$6#2$ is a fine day, Mr*Kelleher. 
10:185;0219[O  ]| ~~ Ay, 
10:185;0219['  ]| Corny*Kelleher said. 
10:185;0220[V  ]| ~~ It is very close, 
10:185;0220['  ]| the constable said. 
10:185;0221['  ]| Corny*Kelleher sped a silent jet of hayjuice arching from his mouth 
10:185;0222['  ]| while a generous white arm from a window in$4$ Eccles*street flung forth a 
10:185;0223['  ]| coin. 
10:185;0224[O  ]| ~~ What is the best news?  
10:185;0224['  ]| he asked. 
10:185;0225[V  ]| ~~ I seen that$6#2$ particular party last evening, 
10:185;0225['  ]| the constable said with bated 
10:185;0226['  ]| breath. 
10:185;0227[X  ]| ***** 
10:185;0228['  ]| A onelegged sailor crutched himself round MacConnell's corner, 
10:185;0229['  ]| skirting Rabaiotti's icecream car, and jerked himself up$4$ Eccles*street. 
10:185;0230['  ]| Towards Larry*O'Rourke, in$4$ shirtsleeves in$4$ his doorway, he growled 
10:185;0231['  ]| unamiably: 
10:185;0232[V  ]| ~~ \For$4$ England\ ~ 
10:185;0233['  ]| He swung himself violently forward past Katey and Boody*Dedalus, 
10:185;0234['  ]| halted and growled: 
10:185;0235[V  ]| ~~ \home and beauty.\ 
10:185;0236['  ]| J%*J%*O'Molloy's white careworn face was told that$3$ Mr*Lambert was 
10:185;0237['  ]| in$4$ the warehouse with a visitor. 
10:185;0238['  ]| A stout lady stopped, took a copper coin from her purse and dropped 
10:185;0239['  ]| it into the cap held out to$4$ her.  The sailor grumbled thanks, glanced sourly 
10:185;0240['  ]| at the unheeding windows, sank his head and swung himself forward four 
10:185;0241['  ]| strides. 
10:185;0242['  ]| He halted and growled angrily: 
10:185;0243[V  ]| ~~ \For$4$ England\ ~ . 
10:185;0244['  ]| Two barefoot urchins, sucking long liquorice laces, halted near him, 
10:185;0245['  ]| gaping at his stump with their yellowslobbered mouths. 
10:185;0246['  ]| He swung himself forward in$4$ vigorous jerks, halted, lifted his head 
10:185;0247['  ]| towards a window and bayed deeply: 
10:185;0248[V  ]| ~~ \home and beauty.\ 
10:185;0249['  ]| The gay sweet chirping whistling within went on$4$ a bar or two, ceased. 
10:185;0250['  ]| The blind of the window was drawn aside.  A card 
10:185;0250[Z  ]| \Unfurnished Apartments\ 
10:185;0251['  ]| slipped from the sash and fell.  A plump bare generous arm shone, was seen, 
10:185;0252['  ]| held forth from a white petticoatbodice and taut shiftstraps.  A woman's 
10:185;0253['  ]| hand flung forth a coin over the area railings.  It fell on$4$ the path. 
10:186;0254['  ]| One of the urchins ran to$4$ it, picked it up$5$ and dropped it into the 
10:186;0255['  ]| minstrel's cap, saying: 
10:186;0256[V  ]| ~~ There, sir. 
10:186;0257[X  ]| ***** 
10:186;0258['  ]| Katey and Boody*Dedalus shoved in$4$ the door of the closesteaming 
10:186;0259['  ]| kitchen. 
10:186;0260[W  ]| ~~ Did you put in$4$ the books?  
10:186;0260['  ]| Boody asked. 
10:186;0261['  ]| Maggy at the range rammed down a greyish mass beneath bubbling 
10:186;0262['  ]| suds twice with her potstick and wiped her brow. 
10:186;0263[W  ]| ~~ They would not give anything on$4$ them, 
10:186;0263['  ]| she said. 
10:186;0264['  ]| Father*Conmee walked through Clongowes fields, his thinsocked 
10:186;0265['  ]| ankles tickled by$4$ stubble. 
10:186;0266[W  ]| ~~ Where did you try?  
10:186;0266['  ]| Boody asked. 
10:186;0267[W  ]| ~~ M^'Guinness's. 
10:186;0268['  ]| Boody stamped her foot and threw her satchel on$4$ the table. 
10:186;0269[W  ]| ~~ Bad cess to$4$ her big face!  
10:186;0269['  ]| she cried. 
10:186;0270['  ]| Katey went to$4$ the range and peered with squinting eyes. 
10:186;0271[W  ]| ~~ What is in$4$ the pot?  
10:186;0271['  ]| she asked. 
10:186;0272[W  ]| ~~ Shirts, 
10:186;0272['  ]| Maggy said. 
10:186;0273['  ]| Boody cried angrily: 
10:186;0274[W  ]| ~~ Crickey, is there nothing for$4$ us to$9$ eat? 
10:186;0275['  ]| Katey, lifting the kettlelid in$4$ a pad of her stained skirt, asked: 
10:186;0276[W  ]| ~~ And what is in$4$ this? 
10:186;0277['  ]| A heavy fume gushed in$4$ answer. 
10:186;0278[W  ]| ~~ Peasoup, 
10:186;0278['  ]| Maggy said. 
10:186;0279[W  ]| ~~ Where did you get it?  
10:186;0279['  ]| Katey asked. 
10:186;0280[W  ]| ~~ Sister*Mary*Patrick, 
10:186;0280['  ]| Maggy said. 
10:186;0281['  ]| The lacquey rang his bell. 
10:186;0282[Y  ]| ~~ Barang! 
10:186;0283['  ]| Boody sat down at the table and said hungrily: 
10:186;0284[W  ]| ~~ Give us it here. 
10:186;0285['  ]| Maggy poured yellow thick soup from the kettle into a bowl.  Katey, 
10:186;0286['  ]| sitting opposite Boody, said quietly, as her fingertip lifted to$4$ her mouth 
10:186;0287['  ]| random crumbs: 
10:186;0288[W  ]| ~~ A good job we have that$6#2$ much.  Where is Dilly? 
10:186;0289[W  ]| ~~ Gone to$9$ meet father, 
10:186;0289['  ]| Maggy said. 
10:186;0290['  ]| Boody, breaking big chunks of bread into the yellow soup, added: 
10:186;0291[W  ]| ~~ Our father who$6#1$ art not in$4$ heaven. 
10:186;0292['  ]| Maggy, pouring yellow soup in$4$ Katey's bowl, exclaimed: 
10:186;0293[W  ]| ~~ Boody!  For$4$ shame! 
10:186;0294['  ]| A skiff, a crumpled throwaway, Elijah is coming, rode lightly down 
10:186;0295['  ]| the Liffey, under Loopline*bridge, shooting the rapids where water chafed 
10:187;0296['  ]| around the bridgepiers, sailing eastward past hulls and anchorchains, 
10:187;0297['  ]| between the Customhouse old dock and George's quay. 
10:187;0298[X  ]| ***** 
10:187;0299['  ]| The blond girl in$4$ Thornton's bedded the wicker basket with rustling 
10:187;0300['  ]| fibre.  Blazes*Boylan handed her the bottle swathed in$4$ pink tissue paper and 
10:187;0301['  ]| a small jar. 
10:187;0302[ZP ]| ~~ Put these in$4$ first, will$1$ you?  
10:187;0302['  ]| he said. 
10:187;0303[W  ]| ~~ Yes, sir, 
10:187;0303['  ]| the blond girl said.  
10:187;0303[W  ]| And the fruit on$4$ top. 
10:187;0304[ZP ]| ~~ That$6#2$ will$1$ do, game ball, 
10:187;0304['  ]| Blazes*Boylan said. 
10:187;0305['  ]| She bestowed fat pears neatly, head by$4$ tail, and among them ripe 
10:187;0306['  ]| shamefaced peaches. 
10:187;0307['  ]| Blazes*Boylan walked here and there in$4$ new tan shoes about the 
10:187;0308['  ]| fruitsmelling shop, lifting fruits, young juicy crinkled and plump red 
10:187;0309['  ]| tomatoes, sniffing smells. 
10:187;0310['  ]| H%*E%*L%*Y'S filed before him, tallwhitehatted, past Tangier*lane, 
10:187;0311['  ]| plodding towards their goal. 
10:187;0312['  ]| He turned suddenly from a chip of strawberries, drew a gold watch 
10:187;0313['  ]| from his fob and held it at its chain's length. 
10:187;0314[ZP ]| ~~ Can you send them by$4$ tram?  Now? 
10:187;0315['  ]| A darkbacked figure under Merchants%*arch scanned books on$4$ the 
10:187;0316['  ]| hawker's cart. 
10:187;0317[W  ]| ~~ Certainly, sir.  Is it in$4$ the city? 
10:187;0318[ZP ]| ~~ O, yes, 
10:187;0318['  ]| Blazes*Boylan said.  
10:187;0318[ZP ]| Ten minutes. 
10:187;0319['  ]| The blond girl handed him a docket and pencil. 
10:187;0320[W  ]| ~~ Will$1$ you write the address, sir? 
10:187;0321['  ]| Blazes*Boylan at the counter wrote and pushed the docket to$4$ her. 
10:187;0322[ZP ]| ~~ Send it at once, will$1$ you?  
10:187;0322['  ]| he said.  
10:187;0322[ZP ]| It is for$4$ an invalid. 
10:187;0323[W  ]| ~~ Yes, sir.  I will$1$, sir. 
10:187;0324['  ]| Blazes*Boylan rattled merry money in$4$ his trousers' pocket. 
10:187;0325[ZP ]| ~~ What is the damage?  
10:187;0325['  ]| he asked. 
10:187;0326['  ]| The blond girl's slim fingers reckoned the fruits. 
10:187;0327['  ]| Blazes*Boylan looked into the cut of her blouse.  A young pullet.  He 
10:187;0328['  ]| took a red carnation from the tall stemglass. 
10:187;0329[ZP ]| ~~ This for$4$ me?  
10:187;0329['  ]| he asked gallantly. 
10:187;0330['  ]| The blond girl glanced sideways at him, got up$5$ regardless, with his tie 
10:187;0331['  ]| a bit crooked, blushing. 
10:187;0332[W  ]| ~~ Yes, sir, 
10:187;0332['  ]| she said. 
10:187;0333['  ]| Bending archly she reckoned again fat pears and blushing peaches. 
10:187;0334['  ]| Blazes*Boylan looked in$4$ her blouse with more favour, the stalk of the 
10:187;0335['  ]| red flower between his smiling teeth. 
10:187;0336[ZP ]| ~~ May I say a word to$4$ your telephone, missy?  
10:187;0336['  ]| he asked roguishly. 
10:187;0336[X  ]| ***** 
10:188;0338[W  ]| ~~ \Ma!\ 
10:188;0338['  ]| Almidano*Artifoni said. 
10:188;0339['  ]| He gazed over Stephen's shoulder at Goldsmith's knobby poll. 
10:188;0340['  ]| Two carfuls of tourists passed slowly, their women sitting fore, 
10:188;0341['  ]| gripping the handrests.  Palefaces.  Men's arms frankly round their stunted 
10:188;0342['  ]| forms.  They looked from Trinity to$4$ the blind columned porch of the
10:188;0343['  ]| bank*of*Ireland where pigeons roocoocooed. 
10:188;0344[V  ]| ~~ \Anch'io ho avuto di queste idee\, 
10:188;0344['  ]| Almidano*Artifoni said, 
10:188;0344[V  ]| \quand' ero\
10:188;0345[V  ]| \giovine come Lei.  Eppoi mi sono convinto che il mondo e una bestia.  E\ 
10:188;0346[V  ]| \peccato.  Perche la sua voce ~  sarebbe un cespite di rendita, via.  Invece, Lei\
10:188;0347[V  ]| \si sacrifica.\ 
10:188;0348[B  ]| ~~ \Sacrifizio incruento\, 
10:188;0348['  ]| Stephen said smiling, swaying his ashplant in$4$ slow 
10:188;0349['  ]| swingswong from its midpoint, lightly. 
10:188;0350[V  ]| ~~ \Speriamo\,
10:188;0350['  ]| the round mustachioed face said pleasantly.  
10:188;0350[V  ]| \Ma, dia: retta 9a\
10:188;0351[V  ]| \9me.  Ci rifletta.\ 
10:188;0352['  ]| By$4$ the stern stone hand of Grattan, bidding halt, an Inchicore tram 
10:188;0353['  ]| unloaded straggling Highland soldiers of a band. 
10:188;0354[B  ]| ~~ \Ci riflettero\, 
10:188;0354['  ]| Stephen said, glancing down the solid trouserleg. 
10:188;0355[V  ]| ~~ \Ma, sul serio, eh?\ 
10:188;0355['  ]| Almidano*Artifoni said. 
10:188;0356['  ]| His heavy hand took Stephen's firmly.  Human eyes.  They gazed 
10:188;0357['  ]| curiously an instant and turned quickly towards a Dalkey tram. 
10:188;0358[V  ]| ~~ \Eccolo\, 
10:188;0358['  ]| Almidano*Artifoni said in$4$ friendly haste.  
10:188;0358[V  ]| \Venga a trovarmi e ci\
10:188;0359[V  ]| \pensi.  Addio, caro.\ 
10:188;0360[B  ]| ~~ \Arrivederla, maestro\, 
10:188;0360['  ]| Stephen said, raising his hat when his hand was 
10:188;0361['  ]| freed.  
10:188;0361[B  ]| \E grazie.\ 
10:188;0362[V  ]| ~~ \Di che?\ 
10:188;0362['  ]| Almidano*Artifoni said.  
10:188;0362[V  ]| \Scusi, eh?  Tante belle cose!\ 
10:188;0363['  ]| Almidano*Artifoni, holding up$5$ a baton of rolled music as a signal, 
10:188;0364['  ]| trotted on$4$ stout trousers after the Dalkey tram.  In$4$ vain he trotted, signalling 
10:188;0365['  ]| in$4$ vain among the rout of barekneed gillies smuggling implements of music 
10:188;0366['  ]| through Trinity gates. 
10:188;0367[X  ]| ***** 
10:188;0368['  ]| Miss*Dunne hid the Capel*street library copy of \The*Woman*in*White\ 
10:188;0369['  ]| far back in$4$ her drawer and rolled a sheet of gaudy notepaper into her 
10:188;0370['  ]| typewriter. 
10:188;0371@w   | Too much mystery business in$4$ it.  Is he in$4$ love with that$6#2$ one, Marion? 
10:188;0372@w   | Change it and get another by$4$ Mary*Cecil*Haye. 
10:188;0373['  ]| The disk shot down the groove, wobbled a while, ceased and ogled 
10:188;0374['  ]| them:  six. 
10:188;0375['  ]| Miss*Dunne clicked on$4$ the keyboard: 
10:188;0376['  ]| ~~ 16 June 1904. 
10:188;0377['  ]| Five tallwhitehatted sandwichmen between Monypeny's corner and 
10:188;0378['  ]| the slab where Wolfe*Tone's statue was not, eeled themselves turning 
10:188;0379['  ]| H%*E%*L%*Y'S and plodded back as they had come. 
10:189;0380['  ]| Then she stared at the large poster of Marie*Kendall, charming 
10:189;0381['  ]| soubrette, and, listlessly lolling, scribbled on$4$ the jotter sixteens and capital 
10:189;0382['  ]| esses.  
10:188;0382@w   | Mustard hair and dauby cheeks.  She is not nicelooking, is she?  The 
10:189;0383@w   | way she is holding up$5$ her bit of a skirt.  Wonder will$1$ that$6#2$ fellow be at the 
10:189;0384@w   | band tonight.  If I could get that$6#2$ dressmaker to$9$ make a concertina skirt like$4$ 
10:189;0385@w   | Susy Nagle's.  They kick out grand.  Shannon and all the boatclub swells 
10:189;0386@w   | never took his eyes off her.  Hope to$4$ goodness he will$1$ not keep me here till 
10:189;0387@w   | seven. 
10:189;0388['  ]| The telephone rang rudely by$4$ her ear. 
10:189;0389[W  ]| ~~ Hello.  Yes, sir.  No$7$, sir.  Yes, sir.  I will$1$ ring them up$5$ after five.  Only those 
10:189;0390[W  ]| two, sir, for$4$ Belfast and Liverpool.  All right, sir.  Then I can go after six if 
10:189;0391[W  ]| you are not back.  A quarter after.  Yes, sir.  Twentyseven and six.  I will$1$ tell him. 
10:189;0392[W  ]| Yes:  one, seven, six. 
10:189;0393['  ]| She scribbled three figures on$4$ an envelope. 
10:189;0394[W  ]| ~~ Mr*Boylan!  Hello!  That$6#2$ gentleman from \Sport\ was in$4$ looking for$4$ you. 
10:189;0395[W  ]| Mr*Lenehan, yes.  He said he will$1$ be in$4$ the Ormond at four.  No$7$, sir.  Yes, sir. 
10:189;0396[W  ]| I will$1$ ring them up$5$ after five. 
10:189;0397[X  ]| ***** 
10:189;0398['  ]| Two pink faces turned in$4$ the flare of the tiny torch. 
10:189;0399[L  ]| ~~ Who$6#2$ is that$6#2$?  
10:188;0399['  ]| Ned*Lambert asked.  
10:188;0399[L  ]| Is that$6#2$ Crotty? 
10:189;0400[T  ]| ~~ Ringabella and Crosshaven, 
10:189;0400['  ]| a voice replied groping for$4$ foothold. 
10:189;0401[L  ]| ~~ Hello, Jack, is that$6#2$ yourself?  
10:189;0401['  ]| Ned*Lambert said, raising in$4$ salute his 
10:189;0402['  ]| pliant lath among the flickering arches.  
10:189;0402[L  ]| Come on$5$.  Mind your steps there. 
10:189;0403['  ]| The vesta in$4$ the clergyman's uplifted hand consumed itself in$4$ a long 
10:189;0404['  ]| soft flame and was let fall.  At their feet its red speck died:  and mouldy air 
10:189;0405['  ]| closed round them. 
10:189;0406[V  ]| ~~ How interesting!  
10:189;0406['  ]| a refined accent said in$4$ the gloom. 
10:189;0407[L  ]| ~~ Yes, sir, 
10:189;0407['  ]| Ned*Lambert said heartily.  
10:189;0407[L  ]| We are standing in$4$ the historic 
10:189;0408[L  ]| council chamber of saint*Mary's abbey where silken Thomas proclaimed 
10:189;0409[L  ]| himself a rebel in$4$ 1534.  This is the most historic spot in$4$ all Dublin. 
10:189;0410[L  ]| O'Madden*Burke is going to$9$ write something about it one of these days. 
10:189;0411[L  ]| The old bank*of*Ireland was over the way till the time of the union and the 
10:189;0412[L  ]| original jews' temple was here too before they built their synagogue over in$4$ 
10:189;0413[L  ]| Adelaide*road.  You were never here before, Jack, were you? 
10:189;0414[T  ]| ~~ No$7$, Ned. 
10:189;0415[V  ]| ~~ He rode down through Dame*walk, 
10:189;0415['  ]| the refined accent said, 
10:189;0415[V  ]| if my 
10:189;0416[V  ]| memory serves me.  The mansion of the Kildares was in$4$ Thomas*court. 
10:189;0417[L  ]| ~~ That$6#2$ is right, 
10:189;0417['  ]| Ned*Lambert said.  
10:189;0417[L  ]| That$6#2$ is quite right, sir. 
10:189;0418[V  ]| ~~ If you will$1$ be so$5#1$ kind then, 
10:189;0418['  ]| the clergyman said, 
10:189;0418[V  ]| the next time to$9$ allow me 
10:189;0419[V  ]| perhaps ~ 
10:189;0420[L  ]| ~~ Certainly, 
10:189;0420['  ]| Ned*Lambert said.  
10:189;0420[L  ]| Bring the camera whenever you like$1$.  I will$1$ get 
10:189;0421[L  ]| those bags cleared away from the windows.  You can take it from here or 
10:189;0422[L  ]| from here. 
10:190;0423['  ]| In$4$ the still faint light he moved about, tapping with his lath the piled 
10:190;0424['  ]| seedbags and points of vantage on$4$ the floor. 
10:190;0425['  ]| From a long face a beard and gaze hung on$4$ a chessboard. 
10:190;0426[V  ]| ~~ I am deeply obliged, Mr*Lambert, 
10:190;0426['  ]| the clergyman said.  
10:190;0426[V  ]| I will$1$ not trespass on$4$ 
10:190;0427[V  ]| your valuable time ~ 
10:190;0428[L  ]| ~~ You are welcome, sir, 
10:190;0428['  ]| Ned*Lambert said.  
10:190;0428[L  ]| Drop in$5$ whenever you like$1$.  Next 
10:190;0429[L  ]| week, say.  Can you see? 
10:190;0430[V  ]| ~~ Yes, yes.  Good afternoon, Mr*Lambert.  Very pleased to$9$ have met you. 
10:190;0431[L  ]| ~~ Pleasure is mine, sir, 
10:190;0431['  ]| Ned*Lambert answered. 
10:190;0432['  ]| He followed his guest to$4$ the outlet and then whirled his lath away 
10:190;0433['  ]| among the pillars.  With J%*J%*O'Molloy he came forth slowly into Mary's 
10:190;0434['  ]| abbey where draymen were loading floats with sacks of carob and palmnut 
10:190;0435['  ]| meal, O'Connor, Wexford. 
10:190;0436['  ]| He stood to$9$ read the card in$4$ his hand. 
10:190;0437[Z  ]| ~~ The reverend Hugh*C.*Love, Rathcoffey.  Present address:  Saint*Michael's,
10:190;0438[Z  ]| Sallins.  
10:190;0438[L  ]| Nice young chap he is.  He is writing a book about the 
10:190;0439[L  ]| Fitzgeralds he told me.  He is well up$5$ in$4$ history, faith. 
10:190;0440['  ]| The young woman with slow care detached from her light skirt a 
10:190;0441['  ]| clinging twig. 
10:190;0442[T  ]| ~~ I thought you were at a new gunpowder plot, 
10:190;0442['  ]| J%*J%*O'Molloy said. 
10:190;0443['  ]| Ned*Lambert cracked his fingers in$4$ the air. 
10:190;0444[L  ]| ~~ God!  
10:190;0444['  ]| he cried.  
10:190;0444[L  ]| I forgot to$9$ tell him that$6#2$ one about the earl*of*Kildare after 
10:190;0445[L  ]| he set fire to$4$ Cashel cathedral.  You know that$6#2$ one?  
10:190;0445[XX ]| \I am bloody sorry I did it\, 
10:190;0446[L  ]| says he, 
10:190;0446[XX ]| \but I declare to$4$ God I thought the archbishop was inside\. 
10:190;0446[L  ]| He 
10:190;0447[L  ]| might not like$1$ it, though.  What?  God, I will$1$ tell him anyhow.  That$6#2$ was the 
10:190;0448[L  ]| great earl, the Fitzgerald*Mor.  Hot members they were all of them, the 
10:190;0449[L  ]| Geraldines. 
10:190;0450['  ]| The horses he passed started nervously under their slack harness.  He 
10:190;0451['  ]| slapped a piebald haunch quivering near him and cried: 
10:190;0452[L  ]| ~~ Woa, sonny! 
10:190;0453['  ]| He turned to$4$ J%*J%*O'Molloy and asked: 
10:190;0454[L  ]| ~~ Well, Jack.  What is it?  What is the trouble?  Wait awhile.  Hold hard. 
10:190;0455['  ]| With gaping mouth and head far back he stood still and, after an 
10:190;0456['  ]| instant, sneezed loudly. 
10:190;0457[L  ]| ~~ Chow!  
10:190;0457['  ]| he said.  
10:190;0457[L  ]| Blast you! 
10:190;0458[T  ]| ~~ The dust from those sacks, 
10:190;0458['  ]| J%*J%*O'Molloy said politely. 
10:190;0459[L  ]| ~~ No$7$, 
10:190;0459['  ]| Ned*Lambert gasped, 
10:190;0459[L  ]| I caught a ~  cold night before ~  blast your 
10:190;0460[L  ]| soul ~  night before last ~  and there was a hell of a lot of draught ~ 
10:190;0461['  ]| He held his handkerchief ready for$4$ the coming ~ 
10:190;0462[L  ]| ~~ I was ~  Glasnevin this morning ~  poor little ~  what do you call him ~ 
10:190;0463[L  ]| Chow!  ~  Mother of Moses! 
10:190;0464[X  ]| ***** 
10:191;0465['  ]| Tom*Rochford took the top disk from the pile he clasped against his 
10:191;0466['  ]| claret waistcoat. 
10:191;0467[V  ]| ~~ See?  
10:191;0467['  ]| he said.  
10:191;0467[V  ]| Say it is turn six.  In$4$ here, see.  Turn Now On$5$. 
10:191;0468['  ]| He slid it into the left slot for$4$ them.  It shot down the groove, wobbled 
10:191;0469['  ]| a while, ceased, ogling them:  six. 
10:191;0470['  ]| Lawyers of the past, haughty, pleading, beheld pass from the 
10:191;0471['  ]| consolidated taxing office to$4$ Nisi Prius court Richie*Goulding carrying the 
10:191;0472['  ]| costbag of Goulding%*Collis*and*Ward and heard rustling from the 
10:191;0473['  ]| admiralty division of king's bench to$4$ the court of appeal an elderly female 
10:191;0474['  ]| with false teeth smiling incredulously and a black silk skirt of great 
10:191;0475['  ]| amplitude. 
10:191;0476[V  ]| ~~ See?  
10:191;0476['  ]| he said.  
10:191;0476[V  ]| See now the last one I put in$5$ is over here:  Turns Over.  The 
10:191;0477[V  ]| impact.  Leverage, see? 
10:191;0478['  ]| He showed them the rising column of disks on$4$ the right. 
10:191;0479[ZA ]| ~~ Smart idea, 
10:191;0479['  ]| Nosey*Flynn said, snuffling.  
10:191;0479[ZA ]| So$3$ a fellow coming in$5$ late can 
10:191;0480[ZA ]| see what turn is on$5$ and what turns are over. 
10:191;0481[V  ]| ~~ See?  
10:191;0481['  ]| Tom*Rochford said. 
10:191;0482['  ]| He slid in$5$ a disk for$4$ himself:  and watched it shoot, wobble, ogle, stop: 
10:191;0483['  ]| four.  Turn Now On$5$. 
10:191;0484[ZD ]| ~~ I will$1$ see him now in$4$ the Ormond, 
10:191;0484['  ]| Lenehan said, 
10:191;0484[ZD ]| and sound him.  One good 
10:191;0485[ZD ]| turn deserves another. 
10:191;0486[V  ]| ~~ Do, 
10:191;0486['  ]| Tom*Rochford said.  
10:191;0486[V  ]| Tell him I am Boylan with impatience. 
10:191;0487[J  ]| ~~ Goodnight, 
10:191;0487['  ]| M^'Coy said abruptly.  
10:191;0487[J  ]| When you two begin ~ . 
10:191;0488['  ]| Nosey*Flynn stooped towards the lever, snuffling at it. 
10:191;0489[ZA ]| ~~ But how does it work here, Tommy?  
10:191;0489['  ]| he asked. 
10:191;0490[ZD ]| ~~ Tooraloo, 
10:191;0490['  ]| Lenehan said.  
10:191;0490[ZD ]| See you later. 
10:191;0491['  ]| He followed M^'Coy out across the tiny square of Crampton*court. 
10:191;0492[ZD ]| ~~ He is a hero, 
10:191;0492['  ]| he said simply. 
10:191;0493[J  ]| ~~ I know, 
10:191;0493['  ]| M^'Coy said.  
10:191;0493[J  ]| The drain, you mean. 
10:191;0494[ZD ]| ~~ Drain?  
10:191;0494['  ]| Lenehan said.  
10:191;0494[ZD ]| It was down a manhole. 
10:191;0495['  ]| They passed Dan*Lowry's musichall where Marie*Kendall, charming 
10:191;0496['  ]| soubrette, smiled on$4$ them from a poster a dauby smile. 
10:191;0497['  ]| Going down the path of Sycamore*street beside the Empire musichall 
10:191;0498['  ]| Lenehan showed M^'Coy how the whole thing was.  
10:191;0498[ZD ]| One of those manholes 
10:191;0499[ZD ]| like$4$ a bloody gaspipe and there was the poor devil stuck down in$4$ it, half 
10:191;0500[ZD ]| choked with sewer gas.  Down went Tom*Rochford anyhow, booky's vest 
10:191;0501[ZD ]| and all, with the rope round him.  And be damned but he got the rope round 
10:191;0502[ZD ]| the poor devil and the two were hauled up$5$. 
10:191;0503[ZD ]| ~~ The act of a hero, 
10:191;0503['  ]| he said. 
10:191;0504['  ]| At the Dolphin they halted to$9$ allow the ambulance car to$9$ gallop past 
10:191;0505['  ]| them for$4$ Jervis*street. 
10:191;0506[ZD ]| ~~ This way, 
10:191;0506['  ]| he said, walking to$4$ the right.  
10:191;0506[ZD ]| I want to$9$ pop into Lynam's to$9$ see 
10:191;0507[ZD ]| Sceptre's starting price.  What is the time by$4$ your gold watch and chain? 
10:191;0508['  ]| M^'Coy peered into Marcus*Tertius*Moses' sombre office, then at 
10:191;0509['  ]| O'Neill's clock. 
10:192;0510[J  ]| ~~ After three, 
10:192;0510['  ]| he said.  
10:192;0510[J  ]| Who$6#2$ is riding her? 
10:192;0511[ZD ]| ~~ O.  Madden, 
10:192;0511['  ]| Lenehan said.  
10:192;0511[ZD ]| And a game filly she is. 
10:192;0512['  ]| While he waited in$4$ Temple bar M^'Coy dodged a banana peel with 
10:192;0513['  ]| gentle pushes of his toe from the path to$4$ the gutter.  Fellow might damn easy 
10:192;0514['  ]| get a nasty fall there coming along tight in$4$ the dark. 
10:192;0515['  ]| The gates of the drive opened wide to$9$ give egress to$4$ the viceregal 
10:192;0516['  ]| cavalcade. 
10:192;0517[ZD ]| ~~ Even money, 
10:192;0517['  ]| Lenehan said returning.  
10:192;0517[ZD ]| I knocked against Bantam*Lyons in$4$ 
10:192;0518[ZD ]| there going to$9$ back a bloody horse someone gave him that$6#1$ has not an 
10:192;0519[ZD ]| earthly.  Through here. 
10:192;0520['  ]| They went up$4$ the steps and under Merchants'*arch.  A darkbacked 
10:192;0521['  ]| figure scanned books on$4$ the hawker's cart. 
10:192;0522[ZD ]| ~~ There he is, 
10:192;0522['  ]| Lenehan said. 
10:192;0523[J  ]| ~~ Wonder what he is buying, 
10:192;0523['  ]| M^'Coy said, glancing behind. 
10:192;0524[ZD ]| ~~ \Leopoldo or the Bloom is on$4$ the Rye\, 
10:192;0524['  ]| Lenehan said. 
10:192;0525[J  ]| ~~ He is dead nuts on$4$ sales, 
10:192;0525['  ]| M^'Coy said.  
10:192;0525[J  ]| I was with him one day and he 
10:192;0526[J  ]| bought a book from an old one in$4$ Liffey*street for$4$ two bob.  There were fine 
10:192;0527[J  ]| plates in$4$ it worth double the money, the stars and the moon and comets 
10:192;0528[J  ]| with long tails.  Astronomy it was about. 
10:192;0529['  ]| Lenehan laughed. 
10:192;0530[ZD ]| ~~ I will$1$ tell you a damn good one about comets' tails, 
10:192;0530['  ]| he said.  
10:192;0530[ZD ]| Come over in$4$ 
10:192;0531[ZD ]| the sun. 
10:192;0532['  ]| They crossed to$4$ the metal bridge and went along Wellington*quay by$4$ 
10:192;0533['  ]| the riverwall. 
10:192;0534['  ]| Master*Patrick*Aloysius*Dignam came out of Mangan's, late 
10:192;0535['  ]| Fehrenbach's, carrying a pound and a half of porksteaks. 
10:192;0536[ZD ]| ~~ There was a long spread out at Glencree reformatory, 
10:192;0536['  ]| Lenehan said 
10:192;0537['  ]| eagerly.  
10:192;0537[ZD ]| The annual dinner, you know.  Boiled shirt affair.  The lord*mayor 
10:192;0538[ZD ]| was there, Val*Dillon it was, and sir*Charles*Cameron and Dan*Dawson 
10:192;0539[ZD ]| spoke and there was music.  Bartell*d'Arcy sang and Benjamin*Dollard ~ . 
10:192;0540[J  ]| ~~ I know, 
10:192;0540['  ]| M^'Coy broke in$5$.  
10:192;0540[J  ]| My missus sang there once. 
10:192;0541[ZD ]| ~~ Did she?  
10:192;0541['  ]| Lenehan said. 
10:192;0542['  ]| A card 
10:192;0542[Z  ]| \Unfurnished Apartments\ 
10:192;0542['  ]| reappeared on$4$ the windowsash of 
10:192;0543['  ]| number 7 Eccles*street. 
10:192;0544['  ]| He checked his tale a moment but broke out in$4$ a wheezy laugh. 
10:192;0545[ZD ]| ~~ But wait till I tell you, 
10:192;0545['  ]| he said.  
10:192;0545[ZD ]| Delahunt of Camden*street had the 
10:192;0546[ZD ]| catering and yours truly was chief bottlewasher.  Bloom and the wife were 
10:192;0547[ZD ]| there.  Lashings of stuff we put up$5$:  port wine and sherry and cura%;coa to$4$ 
10:192;0548[ZD ]| which$6#1$ we did ample justice.  Fast and furious it was.  After liquids came 
10:192;0549[ZD ]| solids.  Cold joints galore and mince pies ~ 
10:192;0550[J  ]| ~~ I know, 
10:192;0550['  ]| M^'Coy said.  
10:192;0550[J  ]| The year the missus was there ~ . 
10:192;0551['  ]| Lenehan linked his arm warmly. 
10:192;0552[ZD ]| ~~ But wait till I tell you, 
10:192;0552['  ]| he said.  
10:192;0552[ZD ]| We had a midnight lunch too after all the 
10:192;0553[ZD ]| jollification and when we sallied forth it was blue o'clock the morning after 
10:192;0554[ZD ]| the night before.  Coming home it was a gorgeous winter's night on$4$ the 
10:193;0555[ZD ]| Featherbed Mountain.  Bloom and Chris*Callinan were on$4$ one side of the 
10:193;0556[ZD ]| car and I was with the wife on$4$ the other.  We started singing glees and duets: 
10:193;0557[Z  ]| \Lo, the early beam of morning\.  
10:192;0557[ZD ]| She was well primed with a good load of 
10:193;0558[ZD ]| Delahunt's port under her bellyband.  Every jolt the bloody car gave I had 
10:193;0559[ZD ]| her bumping up$5$ against me.  Hell's delights!  She has a fine pair, God bless 
10:193;0560[ZD ]| her.  Like$4$ that$6#2$. 
10:193;0561['  ]| He held his caved hands a cubit from him, frowning: 
10:193;0562[ZD ]| ~~ I was tucking the rug under her and settling her boa all the time.  Know 
10:193;0563[ZD ]| what I mean? 
10:193;0564['  ]| His hands moulded ample curves of air.  He shut his eyes tight in$4$ 
10:193;0565['  ]| delight, his body shrinking, and blew a sweet chirp from his lips. 
10:193;0566[ZD ]| ~~ The lad stood to$4$ attention anyhow, 
10:193;0566['  ]| he said with a sigh.  
10:193;0566[ZD ]| She is a gamey 
10:193;0567[ZD ]| mare and no$2$ mistake.  Bloom was pointing out all the stars and the comets 
10:193;0568[ZD ]| in$4$ the heavens to$4$ Chris*Callinan and the jarvey:  the great*bear and 
10:193;0569[ZD ]| Hercules and the dragon, and the whole jingbang lot.  But, by$4$ God, I was 
10:193;0570[ZD ]| lost, so$5#2$ to$9$ speak, in$4$ the milky way.  He knows them all, faith.  At last she 
10:193;0571[ZD ]| spotted a weeny weeshy one miles away.  
10:193;0571[Z  ]| \And what star is that$6#2$, Poldy?\ 
10:193;0571[ZD ]| says 
10:193;0572[ZD ]| she.  By$4$ God, she had Bloom cornered.  
10:193;0572[Z  ]| \That$6#2$ one, is it?\ 
10:193;0572[ZD ]| says Chris*Callinan, 
10:193;0573[Z  ]| \sure that$6#2$ is only what you might call a pinprick\.  
10:193;0573[ZD ]| By$4$ God, he was not far wide 
10:193;0574[ZD ]| of the mark. 
10:193;0575['  ]| Lenehan stopped and leaned on$4$ the riverwall, panting with soft 
10:193;0576['  ]| laughter. 
10:193;0577[ZD ]| ~~ I am weak, 
10:193;0577['  ]| he gasped. 
10:193;0578['  ]| M^'Coy's white face smiled about it at instants and grew grave. 
10:193;0579['  ]| Lenehan walked on$5$ again.  He lifted his yachtingcap and scratched his 
10:193;0580['  ]| hindhead rapidly.  He glanced sideways in$4$ the sunlight at M^'Coy. 
10:193;0581[ZD ]| ~~ He is a cultured allroundman, Bloom is, he said seriously.  He is not one of 
10:193;0582[ZD ]| your common or garden ~  you know ~  There is a touch of the artist about 
10:193;0583[ZD ]| old Bloom. 
10:193;0584[X  ]| ***** 
10:193;0585['  ]| Mr*Bloom turned over idly pages of \The*Awful*Disclosures*of*Maria*Monk\,
10:193;0586['  ]| <\Monk\,> then of Aristotle's \Masterpiece\.  
10:193;0586@c   | Crooked botched print.  Plates: 
10:193;0587@c   | infants cuddled in$4$ a ball in$4$ bloodred wombs like$4$ livers of slaughtered cows. 
10:193;0588@c   | Lots of them like$4$ that$6#2$ at this moment all over the world.  All butting with 
10:193;0589@c   | their skulls to$9$ get out of it.  Child born every minute somewhere.  Mrs*Purefoy 
10:193;0590@c   | <Purefoy.> 
10:193;0591['  ]| He laid both books aside and glanced at the third:  \Tales*of*the*Ghetto\ 
10:193;0592['  ]| by$4$ Leopold*von*Sacher*Masoch. 
10:193;0593[C  ]| ~~ That$6#2$ I had, 
10:193;0593['  ]| he said, pushing it by$5$. 
10:193;0594['  ]| The shopman let two volumes fall on$4$ the counter. 
10:193;0595[V  ]| ~~ Them are two good ones, 
10:193;0595['  ]| he said. 
10:193;0596['  ]| Onions of his breath came across the counter out of his ruined 
10:193;0597['  ]| mouth.  He bent to$9$ make a bundle of the other books, hugged them against 
10:193;0598['  ]| his unbuttoned waistcoat and bore them off behind the dingy curtain. 
10:194;0599['  ]| On$4$ O'Connell*bridge many persons observed the grave deportment 
10:194;0600['  ]| and gay apparel of Mr*Denis*J*Maginni, professor of dancing*^&c. 
10:194;0601['  ]| Mr*Bloom, alone, looked at the titles.  
10:194;0601[Z  ]| \Fair*Tyrants\ by$4$ James*Lovebirch
10:194;0602[Z  ]| <Lovebirch.>  
10:194;0602@c   | Know the kind that$6#2$ is.  Had it?  Yes. 
10:194;0603['  ]| He opened it.  
10:194;0603@c   | Thought so$5#2$. 
10:194;0604@c   | A woman's voice behind the dingy curtain.  Listen:  the man. 
10:194;0605@c   | No$7$:  she would not like$1$ that$6#2$ much.  Got her it once. 
10:194;0606['  ]| He read the other title:  
10:194;0606[Z  ]| \Sweets*of*Sin\.  
10:194;0606@c   | More in$4$ her line.  Let us see. 
10:194;0607['  ]| He read where his finger opened. 
10:194;0608[Z  ]| ~~ \All the dollarbills her husband gave her were spent in$4$ the stores on\
10:194;0609[Z  ]| \wondrous gowns and costliest frillies.  For$4$ him!  For$4$ Raoul!\ 
10:194;0610@c   | Yes.  This.  Here.  Try. 
10:194;0611[Z  ]| ~~ \Her mouth glued on$4$ his in$4$ a luscious voluptuous kiss while his hands felt\
10:194;0612[Z  ]| \for$4$ the opulent curves inside her deshabille.\ 
10:194;0613@c   | Yes.  Take this.  The end. 
10:194;0614[Z  ]| ~~ \You are late, he spoke hoarsely, eying her with a suspicious glare.\ 
10:194;0615[Z  ]| \The beautiful woman threw off her sabletrimmed wrap, displaying her\
10:194;0616[Z  ]| \queenly shoulders and heaving embonpoint.  An imperceptible smile played\ 
10:194;0617[Z  ]| \round her perfect lips as she turned to$4$ him calmly.\ 
10:194;0618['  ]| Mr*Bloom read again:  
10:194;0618[Z  ]| \The beautiful woman\ ~ 
10:194;0619['  ]| Warmth showered gently over him, cowing his flesh.  
10:194;0619['  ]| Flesh yielded 
10:194;0620['  ]| amply amid rumpled clothes:  whites of eyes swooning up$5$.  
10:194;0620['  ]| His nostrils 
10:194;0621['  ]| arched themselves for$4$ prey.  
10:194;0621@c   | Melting breast ointments 
10:194;0621[Z  ]| (\for$4$ him!  for$4$ Raoul!\). 
10:194;0622@c   | Armpits' oniony sweat.  Fishgluey slime 
10:194;0622[Z  ]| (\her heaving embonpoint!\).  
10:194;0622@c   | Feel! 
10:194;0623@c   | Press!  Chrished!  Sulphur dung of lions! 
10:194;0624@c   | Young!  Young! 
10:194;0625['  ]| An elderly female, no$2$ more young, left the building of the courts of 
10:194;0626['  ]| chancery, king's bench, exchequer and common pleas, having heard in$4$ the 
10:194;0627['  ]| lord*chancellor's court the case in$4$ lunacy of Potterton, in$4$ the admiralty 
10:194;0628['  ]| division the summons, exparte motion, of the owners of the Lady*Cairns 
10:194;0629['  ]| versus the owners of the barque Mona, in$4$ the court of appeal reservation of 
10:194;0630['  ]| judgment in$4$ the case of Harvey versus the Ocean*Accident*and*Guarantee*Corporation.
10:194;0631['  ]| <Corporation.> 
10:194;0632['  ]| Phlegmy coughs shook the air of the bookshop, bulging out the dingy 
10:194;0633['  ]| curtains.  The shopman's uncombed grey head came out and his unshaven 
10:194;0634['  ]| reddened face, coughing.  He raked his throat rudely, puked phlegm on$4$ the 
10:194;0635['  ]| floor.  He put his boot on$4$ what he had spat, wiping his sole along it, and 
10:194;0636['  ]| bent, showing a rawskinned crown, scantily haired. 
10:194;0637['  ]| Mr*Bloom beheld it. 
10:194;0638['  ]| Mastering his troubled breath, he said: 
10:194;0639[C  ]| ~~ I will$1$ take this one. 
10:194;0640['  ]| The shopman lifted eyes bleared with old rheum. 
10:194;0641[Z  ]| ~~ \Sweets*of*Sin\, 
10:194;0641['  ]| he said, tapping on$4$ it.  
10:194;0641[V  ]| That$6#2$ is a good one. 
10:194;0642[X  ]| ***** 
10:195;0643['  ]| The lacquey by$4$ the door of Dillon's auctionrooms shook his handbell 
10:195;0644['  ]| twice again and viewed himself in$4$ the chalked mirror of the cabinet. 
10:195;0645['  ]| Dilly*Dedalus, loitering by$4$ the curbstone, heard the beats of the bell, 
10:195;0646['  ]| the cries of the auctioneer within.  
10:195;0646[Z  ]| Four and nine.  Those lovely curtains. 
10:195;0647[Z  ]| Five shillings.  Cosy curtains.  Selling new at two guineas.  Any advance on 
10:195;0648[Z  ]| five shillings?  Going for$4$ five shillings. 
10:195;0649['  ]| The lacquey lifted his handbell and shook it: 
10:195;0650[Y  ]| ~~ Barang! 
10:195;0651['  ]| Bang of the lastlap bell spurred the halfmile wheelmen to$4$ their sprint. 
10:195;0652['  ]| J%*A%*Jackson, W%*E%*Wylie, A%*Munro and H%*T%*Gahan, their stretched 
10:195;0653['  ]| necks wagging, negotiated the curve by$4$ the College library. 
10:195;0654['  ]| Mr*Dedalus, tugging a long moustache, came round from Williams's 
10:195;0655['  ]| row.  He halted near his daughter. 
10:195;0656[FA ]| ~~ It is time for$4$ you, 
10:195;0656['  ]| she said. 
10:195;0657[F  ]| ~~ Stand up$5$ straight for$4$ the love of the lord Jesus, 
10:195;0657['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said.  
10:195;0657[F  ]| Are you 
10:195;0658[F  ]| trying to$9$ imitate your uncle John, the cornetplayer, head upon$4$ shoulder? 
10:195;0659[F  ]| Melancholy God! 
10:195;0660['  ]| Dilly shrugged her shoulders.  Mr*Dedalus placed his hands on$4$ them 
10:195;0661['  ]| and held them back. 
10:195;0662[F  ]| ~~ Stand up$5$ straight, girl, 
10:195;0662['  ]| he said.  
10:195;0662[F  ]| You will$1$ get curvature of the spine.  Do you 
10:195;0663[F  ]| know what you look like$4$? 
10:195;0664['  ]| He let his head sink suddenly down and forward, hunching his 
10:195;0665['  ]| shoulders and dropping his underjaw. 
10:195;0666[FA ]| ~~ Give it up$5$, father, 
10:195;0666['  ]| Dilly said.  
10:195;0666[FA ]| All the people are looking at you. 
10:195;0667['  ]| Mr*Dedalus drew himself upright and tugged again at his moustache. 
10:195;0668[FA ]| ~~ Did you get any money?  
10:195;0668['  ]| Dilly asked. 
10:195;0669[F  ]| ~~ Where would I get money?  
10:195;0669['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said.  
10:195;0669[F  ]| There is no-one in$4$ Dublin 
10:195;0670[F  ]| would lend me fourpence. 
10:195;0671[FA ]| ~~ You got some, 
10:195;0671['  ]| Dilly said, looking in$4$ his eyes. 
10:195;0672[F  ]| ~~ How do you know that$6#2$?  
10:195;0672['  ]| Mr*Dedalus asked, his tongue in$4$ his cheek. 
10:195;0673['  ]| Mr*Kernan, pleased with the order he had booked, walked boldly 
10:195;0674['  ]| along James's*street. 
10:195;0675[FA ]| ~~ I know you did, 
10:195;0675['  ]| Dilly answered.  
10:195;0675[FA ]| Were you in$4$ the Scotch*house now? 
10:195;0676[F  ]| ~~ I was not, then, 
10:195;0676['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said, smiling.  
10:195;0676[F  ]| Was it the little nuns taught 
10:195;0677[F  ]| you to$9$ be so$5#1$ saucy?  Here. 
10:195;0678['  ]| He handed her a shilling. 
10:195;0679[F  ]| ~~ See if you can do anything with that$6#2$, 
10:195;0679['  ]| he said. 
10:195;0680[FA ]| ~~ I suppose you got five, 
10:195;0680['  ]| Dilly said.  
10:195;0680[FA ]| Give me more than that$6#2$. 
10:195;0681[F  ]| ~~ Wait awhile, 
10:195;0681['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said threateningly.  
10:195;0681[F  ]| You are like$4$ the rest of them, 
10:195;0682[F  ]| are you?  An insolent pack of little bitches since your poor mother died.  But 
10:195;0683[F  ]| wait awhile.  You will$1$ all get a short shrift and a long day from me.  Low 
10:195;0684[F  ]| blackguardism!  I am going to$9$ get rid of you.  Would not care if I was stretched 
10:195;0685[F  ]| out stiff.  He is dead.  The man upstairs is dead. 
10:196;0686['  ]| He left her and walked on$5$.  Dilly followed quickly and pulled his coat. 
10:196;0687[F  ]| ~~ Well, what is it?  
10:196;0687['  ]| he said, stopping. 
10:196;0688['  ]| The lacquey rang his bell behind their backs. 
10:196;0689[Y  ]| ~~ Barang! 
10:196;0690[F  ]| ~~ Curse your bloody blatant soul, 
10:196;0690['  ]| Mr*Dedalus cried, turning on$4$ him. 
10:196;0691['  ]| The lacquey, aware of comment, shook the lolling clapper of his bell 
10:196;0692['  ]| but feebly: 
10:196;0693[Y  ]| ~~ Bang! 
10:196;0694['  ]| Mr*Dedalus stared at him. 
10:196;0695[F  ]| ~~ Watch him, 
10:196;0695['  ]| he said.  
10:196;0695[F  ]| It is instructive.  I wonder will$1$ he allow us to$9$ talk. 
10:196;0696[FA ]| ~~ You got more than that$6#2$, father
10:196;0696['  ]| Dilly said. 
10:196;0697[F  ]| ~~ I am going to$9$ show you a little trick, 
10:196;0697['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said.  
10:196;0697[F  ]| I will$1$ leave you all 
10:196;0698[F  ]| where Jesus left the jews.  Look, there is all I have.  I got two shillings from 
10:196;0699[F  ]| Jack*Power and I spent twopence for$4$ a shave for$4$ the funeral. 
10:196;0700['  ]| He drew forth a handful of copper coins, nervously. 
10:196;0701[FA ]| ~~ Can not you look for$4$ some money somewhere?  
10:196;0701['  ]| Dilly said. 
10:196;0702['  ]| Mr*Dedalus thought and nodded. 
10:196;0703[F  ]| ~~ I will$1$, 
10:196;0703['  ]| he said gravely.  
10:196;0703[F  ]| I looked all along the gutter in$4$ O'Connell*street. 
10:196;0704[F  ]| I will$1$ try this one now. 
10:196;0705[FA ]| ~~ You are very funny, 
10:196;0705['  ]| Dilly said, grinning. 
10:196;0706[F  ]| ~~ Here, 
10:196;0706['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said, handing her two pennies.  
10:196;0706[F  ]| Get a glass of milk for$4$ 
10:196;0707[F  ]| yourself and a bun or a something.  I will$1$ be home shortly. 
10:196;0708['  ]| He put the other coins in$4$ his pocket and started to$9$ walk on$5$. 
10:196;0709['  ]| The viceregal cavalcade passed, greeted by$4$ obsequious policemen, out 
10:196;0710['  ]| of Parkgate. 
10:196;0711[FA ]| ~~ I am sure you have another shilling, 
10:196;0711['  ]| Dilly said. 
10:196;0712['  ]| The lacquey banged loudly. 
10:196;0713['  ]| Mr*Dedalus amid the din walked off, murmuring to$4$ himself with a 
10:196;0714['  ]| pursing mincing mouth gently: 
10:196;0715[F  ]| ~~ The little nuns!  Nice little things!  O, sure they would not do anything!  O, 
10:196;0716[F  ]| sure they would not really!  Is it little sister Monica! 
10:196;0717[X  ]| ***** 
10:196;0718['  ]| From the sundial towards James's*gate walked Mr*Kernan, pleased 
10:196;0719['  ]| with the order he had booked for$4$ Pulbrook*Robertson, boldly along 
10:196;0720['  ]| James's*street, past Shackleton's offices.  
10:196;0720@i   | Got round him all right.  
10:196;0720[X  ]| How do 
10:196;0721[X  ]| you do, Mr*Crimmins?  First rate, sir.  I was afraid you might be up$5$ in$4$ your 
10:196;0722[X  ]| other establishment in$4$ Pimlico.  How are things going?  Just keeping alive. 
10:196;0723[X  ]| Lovely weather we are having.  Yes, indeed.  Good for$4$ the country.  Those 
10:196;0724[X  ]| farmers are always grumbling.  I will$1$ just take a thimbleful of your best gin, 
10:196;0725[X  ]| Mr*Crimmins.  A small gin, sir.  Yes, sir.  Terrible affair that$6#2$ \General*Slocum\ 
10:196;0726[X  ]| explosion.  Terrible, terrible!  A thousand casualties.  And heartrending 
10:196;0727[X  ]| scenes.  Men trampling down women and children.  Most brutal thing.  What 
10:197;0728[X  ]| do they say was the cause?  Spontaneous combustion.  Most scandalous 
10:197;0729[X  ]| revelation.  Not a single lifeboat would float and the firehose all burst.  What 
10:197;0730[X  ]| I can not understand is how the inspectors ever allowed a boat like$4$ that$6#2$ ~ 
10:197;0731[X  ]| Now, you are talking straight, Mr*Crimmins.  You know why?  Palm oil.  Is 
10:197;0732[X  ]| that$6#2$ a fact?  Without a doubt.  Well now, look at that$6#2$.  And America they say 
10:197;0733[X  ]| is the land of the free.  I thought we were bad here. 
10:197;0734@i   | I smiled at him.  \America\, I said quietly, just like$4$ that$6#2$.  \What is it?  The\ 
10:197;0735@i   | \sweepings of every country including our own.  Is not that$6#2$ true?\ That$6#2$ is a fact. 
10:197;0736@i   | Graft, my dear sir.  Well, of course, where there is money going there is 
10:197;0737@i   | always someone to$9$ pick it up$5$. 
10:197;0738@i   | Saw him looking at my frockcoat.  Dress does it.  Nothing like$4$ a 
10:197;0739@i   | dressy appearance.  Bowls them over. 
10:197;0740[ZH ]| ~~ Hello, Simon, 
10:197;0740['  ]| Father*Cowley said.  
10:197;0740[ZH ]| How are things? 
10:197;0741[F  ]| ~~ Hello, Bob, old man, 
10:197;0741['  ]| Mr*Dedalus answered, stopping. 
10:197;0742['  ]| Mr*Kernan halted and preened himself before the sloping mirror of 
10:197;0743['  ]| Peter*Kennedy, hairdresser.  
10:197;0743@i   | Stylish coat, beyond a doubt.  Scott of Dawson*street.
10:197;0744@i   | <street.>  Well worth the half sovereign I gave Neary for$4$ it.  Never built under 
10:197;0745@i   | three guineas.  Fits me down to$4$ the ground.  Some Kildare*street club toff 
10:197;0746@i   | had it probably.  John*Mulligan, the manager of the Hibernian bank, gave 
10:197;0747@i   | me a very sharp eye yesterday on$4$ Carlisle*bridge as if he remembered me. 
10:197;0748@i   | Aham!  Must dress the character for$4$ those fellows.  Knight of the road. 
10:197;0749@i   | Gentleman.  And now, Mr*Crimmins, may we have the honour of your 
10:197;0750@i   | custom again, sir.  The cup that$6#1$ cheers but not inebriates, as the old saying 
10:197;0751@i   | has it. 
10:197;0752['  ]| North wall and sir*John*Rogerson's*quay, with hulls and 
10:197;0753['  ]| anchorchains, sailing westward, sailed by$5$ a skiff, a crumpled throwaway, 
10:197;0754['  ]| rocked on$4$ the ferrywash, Elijah is coming. 
10:197;0755['  ]| Mr*Kernan glanced in$4$ farewell at his image.  
10:197;0755@i   | High colour, of course. 
10:197;0756@i   | Grizzled moustache.  Returned Indian officer.  
10:197;0756['  ]| Bravely he bore his stumpy 
10:197;0757['  ]| body forward on$4$ spatted feet, squaring his shoulders.  
10:197;0757[I  ]| Is that$6#2$ Ned*Lambert's 
10:197;0758[I  ]| brother over the way, Sam?  
10:197;0758[V  ]| What?  Yes.  He is as like$4$ it as damn it. 
10:197;0759[V  ]| No$7$.  
10:197;0759[I  ]| The windscreen of that$6#2$ motorcar in$4$ the sun there.  Just a flash like$4$ that$6#2$. 
10:197;0760[I  ]| Damn like$4$ him. 
10:197;0761['  ]| Aham!  Hot spirit of juniper juice warmed his vitals and his breath. 
10:197;0762@i   | Good drop of gin, that$6#2$ was.  
10:197;0762['  ]| His frocktails winked in$4$ bright sunshine to$4$ his 
10:197;0763['  ]| fat strut. 
10:197;0764@i   | Down there Emmet was hanged, drawn and quartered.  Greasy black 
10:197;0765@i   | rope.  Dogs licking the blood off the street when the lord*lieutenant's wife 
10:197;0766@i   | drove by$5$ in$4$ her noddy. 
10:197;0767@i   | Bad times those were.  Well, well.  Over and done with.  Great topers 
10:197;0768@i   | too.  Fourbottle men. 
10:197;0769@i   | Let me see.  Is he buried in$4$ saint*Michan's?  Or no$5$, there was a 
10:197;0770@i   | midnight burial in$4$ Glasnevin.  Corpse brought in$5$ through a secret door in$4$ 
10:197;0771@i   | the wall.  Dignam is there now.  Went out in$4$ a puff.  Well, well.  Better turn 
10:197;0772@i   | down here.  Make a detour. 
10:198;0773['  ]| Mr*Kernan turned and walked down the slope of Watling*street by$4$ 
10:198;0774['  ]| the corner of Guinness's visitors' waitingroom.  Outside the Dublin*Distillers*Company's
10:198;0775['  ]| <Distillers*Company's> stores an outside car without fare or jarvey stood, the 
10:198;0776['  ]| reins knotted to$4$ the wheel.  
10:198;0776@i   | Damn dangerous thing.  Some Tipperary 
10:198;0777@i   | bosthoon endangering the lives of the citizens.  Runaway horse. 
10:198;0778['  ]| Denis*Breen with his tomes, weary of having waited an hour in$4$ John*Henry*Menton's
10:198;0779['  ]| <Henry Menton's> office, led his wife over O'Connell*bridge, bound for$4$ the 
10:198;0780['  ]| office of Messrs*Collis*and*Ward. 
10:198;0781['  ]| Mr*Kernan approached Island*street.  
10:198;0781@i   | Times of the troubles.  Must ask 
10:198;0782@i   | Ned*Lambert to$9$ lend me those reminiscences of sir*Jonah*Barrington. 
10:198;0783@i   | When you look back on$4$ it all now in$4$ a kind of retrospective arrangement. 
10:198;0784@i   | Gaming at Daly's.  No$2$ cardsharping then.  One of those fellows got his hand 
10:198;0785@i   | nailed to$4$ the table by$4$ a dagger.  Somewhere here lord*Edward*Fitzgerald 
10:198;0786@i   | escaped from major*Sirr.  Stables behind Moira house. 
10:198;0787@i   | Damn good gin that$6#2$ was. 
10:198;0788@i   | Fine dashing young nobleman.  Good stock, of course.  That$6#2$ ruffian, 
10:198;0789@i   | that$6#2$ sham squire, with his violet gloves gave him away.  Course they were on$4$ 
10:198;0790@i   | the wrong side.  They rose in$4$ dark and evil days.  Fine poem that$6#2$ is:  Ingram. 
10:198;0791@i   | They were gentlemen.  Ben*Dollard does sing that$6#2$ ballad touchingly. 
10:198;0792@i   | Masterly rendition. 
10:198;0793[Z  ]| \At the siege of Ross did my father fall.\ 
10:198;0794['  ]| A cavalcade in$4$ easy trot along Pembroke*quay passed, outriders 
10:198;0795['  ]| leaping, leaping in$4$ their, in$4$ their saddles.  Frockcoats.  Cream sunshades. 
10:198;0796['  ]| Mr*Kernan hurried forward, blowing pursily. 
10:198;0797@i   | His Excellency!  Too bad!  Just missed that$6#2$ by$4$ a hair.  Damn it!  What a 
10:198;0798@i   | pity! 
10:198;0799[X  ]| ***** 
10:198;0800['  ]| Stephen*Dedalus watched through the webbed window the lapidary's 
10:198;0801['  ]| fingers prove a timedulled chain.  Dust webbed the window and the 
10:198;0802['  ]| showtrays.  Dust darkened the toiling fingers with their vulture nails.  Dust 
10:198;0803['  ]| slept on$4$ dull coils of bronze and silver, lozenges of cinnabar, on$4$ rubies, 
10:198;0804['  ]| leprous and winedark stones. 
10:198;0805@b   | Born all in$4$ the dark wormy earth, cold specks of fire, evil, lights 
10:198;0806@b   | shining in$4$ the darkness.  Where fallen archangels flung the stars of their 
10:198;0807@b   | brows.  Muddy swinesnouts, hands, root and root, gripe and wrest them. 
10:198;0808@b   | She dances in$4$ a foul gloom where gum burns with garlic.  A 
10:198;0809@b   | sailorman, rustbearded, sips from a beaker rum and eyes her.  A long and 
10:198;0810@b   | seafed silent rut.  She dances, capers, wagging her sowish haunches and her 
10:198;0811@b   | hips, on$4$ her gross belly flapping a ruby egg. 
10:198;0812['  ]| Old Russell with a smeared shammy rag burnished again his gem, 
10:198;0813['  ]| turned it and held it at the point of his Moses' beard.  
10:198;0813@b   | Grandfather ape 
10:198;0814@b   | gloating on$4$ a stolen hoard. 
10:199;0815@b   | And you who$6#1$ wrest old images from the burial earth?  The brainsick 
10:199;0816@b   | words of sophists:  Antisthenes.  A lore of drugs.  Orient and immortal wheat 
10:199;0817@b   | standing from everlasting to$4$ everlasting. 
10:199;0818['  ]| Two old women fresh from their whiff of the briny trudged through 
10:199;0819['  ]| Irishtown along London*bridge*road, one with a sanded tired umbrella, one 
10:199;0820['  ]| with a midwife's bag in$4$ which$6#1$ eleven cockles rolled. 
10:199;0821['  ]| The whirr of flapping leathern bands and hum of dynamos from the 
10:199;0822['  ]| powerhouse urged Stephen to$9$ be on$5$.  
10:199;0822@b   | Beingless beings.  Stop!  Throb always 
10:199;0823@b   | without you and the throb always within.  Your heart you sing of.  I between 
10:199;0824@b   | them.  Where?  Between two roaring worlds where they swirl, I.  Shatter 
10:199;0825@b   | them, one and both.  But stun myself too in$4$ the blow.  Shatter me you who$6#1$ 
10:199;0826@b   | can.  Bawd and butcher were the words.  I say!  Not yet awhile.  A look 
10:199;0827@b   | around. 
10:199;0828[X  ]| Yes, quite true.  Very large and wonderful and keeps famous time.  You 
10:199;0829[X  ]| say right, sir.  A Monday morning.  It was so$5#2$, indeed. 
10:199;0830['  ]| Stephen went down Bedford*row, the handle of the ash clacking 
10:199;0831['  ]| against his shoulderblade.  In$4$ Clohissey's window a faded 1860 print of 
10:199;0832['  ]| Heenan boxing Sayers held his eye.  Staring backers with square hats stood 
10:199;0833['  ]| round the roped prizering.  The heavyweights in$4$ tight loincloths proposed 
10:199;0834['  ]| gently each to$4$ other his bulbous fists.  
10:199;0834@b   | And they are throbbing:  heroes' 
10:199;0835@b   | hearts. 
10:199;0836['  ]| He turned and halted by$4$ the slanted bookcart. 
10:199;0837[V  ]| ~~ Twopence each, 
10:199;0837['  ]| the huckster said.  
10:199;0837[V  ]| Four for$4$ sixpence. 
10:199;0838@b   | Tattered pages.  \The*Irish*Beekeeper.  Life*and*Miracles*of*the*Cure*of*Ars.\ 
10:199;0839@b   | <\Ars\.>  \Pocket Guide to$4$ Killarney.\ 
10:199;0840@b   | I might find here one of my pawned schoolprizes.  \Stephano*Dedalo,\ 
10:199;0841@b   | \alumno optimo, palmam ferenti.\ 
10:199;0842['  ]| Father*Conmee, having read his little hours, walked through the 
10:199;0843['  ]| hamlet of Donnycarney, murmuring vespers. 
10:199;0844@b   | Binding too good probably.  What is this?  Eighth and ninth book of 
10:199;0845@b   | Moses.  Secret of all secrets.  Seal of King*David.  Thumbed pages:  read and 
10:199;0846@b   | read.  Who$6#2$ has passed here before me?  How to$9$ soften chapped hands. 
10:199;0847@b   | Recipe for$4$ white wine vinegar.  How to$9$ win a woman's love.  For$4$ me this. 
10:199;0848@b   | Say the following talisman three times with hands folded: 
10:199;0849[X  ]| ~~ \Se el yilo nebrakada femininum!  Amor 9me solo!  Sanktus!  Amen.\ 
10:199;0850@b   | Who$6#2$ wrote this?  
10:199;0850[X  ]| Charms and invocations of the most blessed abbot 
10:199;0851[X  ]| Peter*Salanka to$4$ all true believers divulged.  
10:199;0851@b   | As good as any other abbot's 
10:199;0852@b   | charms, as mumbling Joachim's.  Down, baldynoddle, or we will$1$ wool your 
10:199;0853@b   | wool. 
10:199;0854[FA ]| ~~ What are you doing here, Stephen? 
10:199;0855@b   | Dilly's high shoulders and shabby dress. 
10:199;0856@b   | Shut the book quick.  Do not let see. 
10:199;0857[B  ]| ~~ What are you doing?  
10:199;0857['  ]| Stephen said. 
10:200;0858@b   | A Stuart face of nonesuch Charles, lank locks falling at its sides.  It 
10:200;0859@b   | glowed as she crouched feeding the fire with broken boots.  I told her of 
10:200;0860@b   | Paris.  Late lieabed under a quilt of old overcoats, fingering a pinchbeck 
10:200;0861@b   | bracelet, Dan*Kelly's token.  
10:200;0861[X  ]| \Nebrakada femininum.\ 
10:200;0862[B  ]| ~~ What have you there?  
10:200;0862['  ]| Stephen asked. 
10:200;0863[FA ]| ~~ I bought it from the other cart for$4$ a penny, 
10:200;0863['  ]| Dilly said, laughing 
10:200;0864['  ]| nervously.  
10:200;0864[FA ]| Is it any good? 
10:200;0865@b   | My eyes they say she has.  Do others see me so$5#2$?  Quick, far and 
10:200;0866@b   | daring.  Shadow of my mind. 
10:200;0867['  ]| He took the coverless book from her hand.  
10:200;0867[Z  ]| Chardenal's French 
10:200;0868[Z  ]| primer. 
10:200;0869[B  ]| ~~ What did you buy that$6#2$ for$4$?  
10:200;0869['  ]| he asked.  
10:200;0869[B  ]| To$9$ learn French? 
10:200;0870['  ]| She nodded, reddening and closing tight her lips. 
10:200;0871@b   | Show no$2$ surprise.  Quite natural. 
10:200;0872[B  ]| ~~ Here, 
10:200;0872['  ]| Stephen said.  
10:200;0872[B  ]| It is all right.  Mind Maggy does not pawn it on$4$ you.  I 
10:200;0873[B  ]| suppose all my books are gone. 
10:200;0874[FA ]| ~~ Some, 
10:200;0874['  ]| Dilly said.  
10:200;0874[FA ]| We had to$9$. 
10:200;0875@b   | She is drowning.  Agenbite.  Save her.  Agenbite.  All against us.  She will$1$ 
10:200;0876@b   | drown me with her, eyes and hair.  Lank coils of seaweed hair around me, 
10:200;0877@b   | my heart, my soul.  Salt green death. 
10:200;0878@b   | We. 
10:200;0879@b   | Agenbite of inwit.  Inwit's agenbite. 
10:200;0880@b   | Misery!  Misery! 
10:200;0881[X  ]| ***** 
10:200;0882[ZH ]| ~~ Hello, Simon, 
10:200;0882['  ]| Father*Cowley said.  
10:200;0882[ZH ]| How are things? 
10:200;0883[F  ]| ~~ Hello, Bob, old man, 
10:200;0883['  ]| Mr*Dedalus answered, stopping. 
10:200;0884['  ]| They clasped hands loudly outside Reddy and Daughter's.  Father*Cowley
10:200;0885['  ]| <Cowley> brushed his moustache often downward with a scooping hand. 
10:200;0886[F  ]| ~~ What is the best news?  
10:200;0886['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said. 
10:200;0887[ZH ]| ~~ Why then not much, 
10:200;0887['  ]| Father*Cowley said.  
10:200;0887[ZH ]| I am barricaded up$5$, Simon, with 
10:200;0888[ZH ]| two men prowling around the house trying to$9$ effect an entrance. 
10:200;0889[F  ]| ~~ Jolly, 
10:200;0889['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said.  
10:200;0889[F  ]| Who$6#2$ is it? 
10:200;0890[ZH ]| ~~ O, 
10:200;0890['  ]| Father*Cowley said.  
10:200;0890[ZH ]| A certain gombeen man of our acquaintance. 
10:200;0891[F  ]| ~~ With a broken back, is it?  
10:200;0891['  ]| Mr*Dedalus asked. 
10:200;0892[ZH ]| ~~ The same, Simon, 
10:200;0892['  ]| Father*Cowley answered.  
10:200;0892[ZH ]| Reuben of that$6#2$ ilk.  I am just 
10:200;0893[ZH ]| waiting for$4$ Ben*Dollard.  He is going to$9$ say a word to$4$ long*John to$9$ get him 
10:200;0894[ZH ]| to$9$ take those two men off.  All I want is a little time. 
10:200;0895['  ]| He looked with vague hope up$4$ and down the quay, a big apple 
10:200;0896['  ]| bulging in$4$ his neck. 
10:200;0897[F  ]| ~~ I know, 
10:200;0897['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said, nodding.  
10:200;0897[F  ]| Poor old bockedy Ben!  He is always 
10:200;0898[F  ]| doing a good turn for$4$ someone.  Hold hard! 
10:200;0899['  ]| He put on$4$ his glasses and gazed towards the metal bridge an instant. 
10:200;0900[F  ]| ~~ Here he is, by$4$ God, 
10:200;0900['  ]| he said, 
10:200;0900[F  ]| arse and pockets. 
10:201;0901['  ]| Ben*Dollard's loose blue cutaway and square hat above large slops 
10:201;0902['  ]| crossed the quay in$4$ full gait from the metal bridge.  He came towards them 
10:201;0903['  ]| at an amble, scratching actively behind his coattails. 
10:201;0904['  ]| As he came near Mr*Dedalus greeted: 
10:201;0905[F  ]| ~~ Hold that$6#2$ fellow with the bad trousers. 
10:201;0906[ZQ ]| ~~ Hold him now, 
10:201;0906['  ]| Ben*Dollard said. 
10:201;0907['  ]| Mr*Dedalus eyed with cold wandering scorn various points of Ben*Dollard's
10:201;0908['  ]| <Dollard's> figure.  Then, turning to$4$ Father*Cowley with a nod, he muttered 
10:201;0909['  ]| sneeringly: 
10:201;0910[F  ]| ~~ That$6#2$ is a pretty garment, is not it, for$4$ a summer's day? 
10:201;0911[ZQ ]| ~~ Why, God eternally curse your soul, 
10:201;0911['  ]| Ben*Dollard growled furiously, 
10:201;0911[ZQ ]| I 
10:201;0912[ZQ ]| threw out more clothes in$4$ my time than you ever saw. 
10:201;0913['  ]| He stood beside them beaming, on$4$ them first and on$4$ his roomy 
10:201;0914['  ]| clothes from points of which$6#1$ Mr*Dedalus flicked fluff, saying: 
10:201;0915[F  ]| ~~ They were made for$4$ a man in$4$ his health, Ben, anyhow. 
10:201;0916[ZQ ]| ~~ Bad luck to$4$ the jewman that$6#1$ made them, 
10:201;0916['  ]| Ben*Dollard said.  
10:201;0916[ZQ ]| Thanks be to$4$ 
10:201;0917[ZQ ]| God he is not paid yet. 
10:201;0918[ZH ]| ~~ And how is that$6#2$ \basso profondo\, Benjamin?  
10:201;0918['  ]| Father*Cowley asked. 
10:201;0919['  ]| Cashel*Boyle*O'Connor*Fitzmaurice*Tisdall*Farrell, murmuring, 
10:201;0920['  ]| glassyeyed, strode past the Kildare*street club. 
10:201;0921['  ]| Ben*Dollard frowned and, making suddenly a chanter's mouth, gave 
10:201;0922['  ]| forth a deep note. 
10:201;0923[ZQ ]| ~~ Aw!  
10:201;0923['  ]| he said. 
10:201;0924[F  ]| ~~ That$6#2$ is the style, 
10:201;0924['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said, nodding to$4$ its drone. 
10:201;0925[ZQ ]| ~~ What about that$6#2$?  
10:201;0925['  ]| Ben*Dollard said.  
10:201;0925[ZQ ]| Not too dusty?  What? 
10:201;0926['  ]| He turned to$4$ both. 
10:201;0927[ZH ]| ~~ That$6#2$ will$1$ do, 
10:201;0927['  ]| Father*Cowley said, nodding also. 
10:201;0928['  ]| The reverend Hugh*C.*Love walked from the old chapterhouse of 
10:201;0929['  ]| saint*Mary's abbey past James*and*Charles*Kennedy's, rectifiers, attended 
10:201;0930['  ]| by$4$ Geraldines tall and personable, towards the Tholsel beyond the ford of 
10:201;0931['  ]| hurdles. 
10:201;0932['  ]| Ben*Dollard with a heavy list towards the shopfronts led them 
10:201;0933['  ]| forward, his joyful fingers in$4$ the air. 
10:201;0934[ZQ ]| ~~ Come along with me to$4$ the subsheriff's office, 
10:201;0934['  ]| he said.  
10:201;0934[ZQ ]| I want to$9$ show you 
10:201;0935[ZQ ]| the new beauty Rock has for$4$ a bailiff.  He is a cross between Lobengula and 
10:201;0936[ZQ ]| Lynchehaun.  He is well worth seeing, mind you.  Come along.  I saw John*Henry*Menton
10:201;0937[ZQ ]| <Henry*Menton> casually in$4$ the Bodega just now and it will$1$ cost me a fall if I 
10:201;0938[ZQ ]| do not ~  Wait awhile ~ .  We are on$4$ the right lay, Bob, believe you me. 
10:201;0939[ZH ]| ~~ For$4$ a few days tell him, 
10:201;0939['  ]| Father*Cowley said anxiously. 
10:201;0940['  ]| Ben*Dollard halted and stared, his loud orifice open, a dangling 
10:201;0941['  ]| button of his coat wagging brightbacked from its thread as he wiped away 
10:201;0942['  ]| the heavy shraums that$6#1$ clogged his eyes to$9$ hear aright. 
10:201;0943[ZQ ]| ~~ What few days?  
10:201;0943['  ]| he boomed.  
10:201;0943[ZQ ]| Has not your landlord distrained for$4$ rent? 
10:201;0944[ZQ ]| ~~ He has, 
10:201;0944['  ]| Father*Cowley said. 
10:202;0945[ZQ ]| ~~ Then our friend's writ is not worth the paper it is printed on$4$, 
10:202;0945['  ]| Ben*Dollard 
10:202;0946['  ]| said.  
10:202;0946[ZQ ]| The landlord has the prior claim.  I gave him all the particulars.  29 
10:202;0947[ZQ ]| Windsor*avenue.  Love is the name? 
10:202;0948[ZH ]| ~~ That$6#2$ is right, 
10:202;0948['  ]| Father*Cowley said.  
10:202;0948[ZH ]| The reverend*Mr*Love.  He is a minister 
10:202;0949[ZH ]| in$4$ the country somewhere.  But are you sure of that$6#2$? 
10:202;0950[ZQ ]| ~~ You can tell Barabbas from me, 
10:202;0950['  ]| Ben*Dollard said, 
10:202;0950[ZQ ]| that$3$ he can put that$6#2$ 
10:202;0951[ZQ ]| writ where Jacko put the nuts. 
10:202;0952['  ]| He led Father*Cowley boldly forward, linked to$4$ his bulk. 
10:202;0953[F  ]| ~~ Filberts I believe they were, 
10:202;0953['  ]| Mr*Dedalus said, as he dropped his glasses on$4$ 
10:202;0954['  ]| his coatfront, following them. 
10:202;0955[X  ]| ***** 
10:202;0956[G  ]| ~~ The youngster will$1$ be all right, 
10:202;0956['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said, as they passed 
10:202;0957['  ]| out of the Castleyard gate. 
10:202;0958['  ]| The policeman touched his forehead. 
10:202;0959[G  ]| ~~ God bless you, 
10:202;0959['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said, cheerily. 
10:202;0960['  ]| He signed to$4$ the waiting jarvey who$6#1$ chucked at the reins and set on 
10:202;0961['  ]| towards Lord*Edward*street. 
10:202;0962['  ]| Bronze by$4$ gold, Miss*Kennedy's head by$4$ Miss*Douce's head, 
10:202;0963['  ]| appeared above the crossblind of the Ormond*hotel. 
10:202;0964[G  ]| ~~ Yes, 
10:202;0964['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said, fingering his beard.  
10:202;0964[G  ]| I wrote to$4$ Father*Conmee
10:202;0965[G  ]| <Conmee> and laid the whole case before him. 
10:202;0966[H  ]| ~~ You could try our friend, 
10:202;0966['  ]| Mr*Power suggested backward. 
10:202;0967[G  ]| ~~ Boyd?  
10:202;0967['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said shortly.  
10:202;0967[G  ]| Touch me not. 
10:202;0968['  ]| John*Wyse*Nolan, lagging behind, reading the list, came after them 
10:202;0969['  ]| quickly down Cork*hill. 
10:202;0970['  ]| On$4$ the steps of the City hall Councillor*Nannetti, descending, hailed 
10:202;0971['  ]| Alderman*Cowley and Councillor*Abraham*Lyon ascending. 
10:202;0972['  ]| The castle car wheeled empty into upper*Exchange*street. 
10:202;0973[ZI ]| ~~ Look here, Martin, 
10:202;0973['  ]| John*Wyse*Nolan said, overtaking them at the \Mail\ 
10:202;0974['  ]| office.  
10:202;0974[ZI ]| I see Bloom put his name down for$4$ five shillings. 
10:202;0975[G  ]| ~~ Quite right, 
10:202;0975['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said, taking the list.  
10:202;0975[G  ]| And put down the 
10:202;0976[G  ]| five shillings too. 
10:202;0977[H  ]| ~~ Without a second word either, 
10:202;0977['  ]| Mr*Power said. 
10:202;0978[G  ]| ~~ Strange but true, 
10:202;0978['  ]| Martin*Cunningham added. 
10:202;0979['  ]| John*Wyse*Nolan opened wide eyes. 
10:202;0980[Z  ]| ~~ I will$1$ say there is much kindness in$4$ the jew, 
10:202;0980['  ]| he quoted, elegantly. 
10:202;0981['  ]| They went down Parliament*street. 
10:202;0982[H  ]| ~~ There is Jimmy*Henry, 
10:202;0982['  ]| Mr*Power said, 
10:202;0982[H  ]| just heading for$4$ Kavanagh's. 
10:202;0983[G  ]| ~~ Righto, 
10:202;0983['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said.  
10:202;0983[G  ]| Here goes. 
10:202;0984['  ]| Outside la*maison*Claire Blazes*Boylan waylaid Jack*Mooney's 
10:202;0985['  ]| brother-in-law, humpy, tight, making for$4$ the liberties. 
10:202;0986['  ]| John*Wyse*Nolan fell back with Mr*Power, while Martin*Cunningham
10:202;0987['  ]| <Cunningham> took the elbow of a dapper little man in$4$ a shower of hail suit, 
10:202;0988['  ]| who$6#1$ walked uncertainly, with hasty steps past Micky*Anderson's watches. 
10:203;0989[ZI ]| ~~ The assistant town clerk's corns are giving him some trouble, 
10:203;0989['  ]| John*Wyse*Nolan 
10:203;0990['  ]| told Mr*Power. 
10:203;0991['  ]| They followed round the corner towards James*Kavanagh's 
10:203;0992['  ]| winerooms.  The empty castle car fronted them at rest in$4$ Essex*gate.  Martin*Cunningham
10:203;0993['  ]| <Cunningham,> speaking always, showed often the list at which$6#1$ Jimmy*Henry 
10:203;0994['  ]| did not glance. 
10:203;0995[ZI ]| ~~ And long*John*Fanning is here too, 
10:203;0995['  ]| John*Wyse*Nolan said, 
10:203;0995[ZI ]| as large as 
10:203;0996[ZI ]| life. 
10:203;0997['  ]| The tall form of long*John*Fanning filled the doorway where he 
10:203;0998['  ]| stood. 
10:203;0999[G  ]| ~~ Good day, Mr*Subsheriff, 
10:203;0999['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said, as all halted and 
10:203;1000['  ]| greeted. 
10:203;1001['  ]| Long*John*Fanning made no$2$ way for$4$ them.  He removed his large 
10:203;1002['  ]| Henry*Clay decisively and his large fierce eyes scowled intelligently over all 
10:203;1003['  ]| their faces. 
10:203;1004[ZJ ]| ~~ Are the conscript fathers pursuing their peaceful deliberations? 
10:203;1004['  ]| he said 
10:203;1005['  ]| with rich acrid utterance to$4$ the assistant town clerk. 
10:203;1006[ZK ]| Hell open to$4$ christians they were having,
10:203;1006['  ]| Jimmy*Henry said pettishly, 
10:203;1007[ZK ]| about their damned Irish language.  Where was the marshal, 
10:203;1007[XX ]| he wanted to$9$
10:203;1008[XX ]| know, 
10:203;1008[ZK ]| to$9$ keep order in$4$ the council chamber.  And old Barlow the 
10:203;1009[ZK ]| macebearer laid up$5$ with asthma, no$2$ mace on$4$ the table, nothing in$4$ order, no$2$ 
10:203;1010[ZK ]| quorum even, and Hutchinson, the lord*mayor, in$4$ Llandudno and little 
10:203;1011[ZK ]| Lorcan*Sherlock doing \locum tenens\ for$4$ him.
10:203;1011[ZK ]| Damned Irish language, 
10:203;1012[ZK ]| language of our forefathers. 
10:203;1013['  ]| Long*John*Fanning blew a plume of smoke from his lips. 
10:203;1014['  ]| Martin*Cunningham spoke by$4$ turns, twirling the peak of his beard, to$4$ 
10:203;1015['  ]| the assistant town clerk and the subsheriff, while John*Wyse*Nolan held his 
10:203;1016['  ]| peace. 
10:203;1017[ZJ ]| ~~ What Dignam was that$6#2$?  
10:203;1017['  ]| long*John*Fanning asked. 
10:203;1018['  ]| Jimmy*Henry made a grimace and lifted his left foot. 
10:203;1019[ZK ]| ~~ O, my corns!  
10:203;1019['  ]| he said plaintively.  
10:203;1019[ZK ]| Come upstairs for$4$ goodness' sake till I 
10:203;1020[ZK ]| sit down somewhere.  Uff!  Ooo!  Mind! 
10:203;1021['  ]| Testily he made room for$4$ himself beside long*John*Fanning's flank 
10:203;1022['  ]| and passed in$5$ and up$4$ the stairs. 
10:203;1023[G  ]| ~~ Come on$5$ up$5$, 
10:203;1023['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said to$4$ the subsheriff.  
10:203;1023[G  ]| I do not think 
10:203;1024[G  ]| you knew him or perhaps you did, though. 
10:203;1025['  ]| With John*Wyse*Nolan Mr*Power followed them in$5$. 
10:203;1026[H  ]| ~~ Decent little soul he was, 
10:203;1026['  ]| Mr*Power said to$4$ the stalwart back of long*John*Fanning
10:203;1027['  ]| <Fanning> ascending towards long*John*Fanning in$4$ the mirror. 
10:203;1028[G  ]| ~~ Rather lowsized.  Dignam of Menton's office that$6#2$ was, 
10:203;1028['  ]| Martin*Cunningham
10:203;1029['  ]| <Cunningham> said. 
10:203;1030['  ]| Long*John*Fanning could not remember him. 
10:203;1031['  ]| Clatter of horsehoofs sounded from the air. 
10:203;1032[G  ]| ~~ What is that$6#2$?  
10:203;1032['  ]| Martin*Cunningham said. 
10:204;1033['  ]| All turned where they stood.  John*Wyse*Nolan came down again. 
10:204;1034['  ]| From the cool shadow of the doorway he saw the horses pass Parliament*street,
10:204;1035['  ]| <street>, harness and glossy pasterns in$4$ sunlight shimmering.  Gaily they went 
10:204;1036['  ]| past before his cool unfriendly eyes, not quickly.  In$4$ saddles of the leaders, 
10:204;1037['  ]| leaping leaders, rode outriders. 
10:204;1038[G  ]| ~~ What was it?  
10:204;1038['  ]| Martin*Cunningham asked, as they went on$5$ up$4$ the 
10:204;1039['  ]| staircase. 
10:204;1040[ZI ]| ~~ The lord*lieutenantgeneral and general governor*of*Ireland, 
10:204;1040['  ]| John*Wyse*Nolan
10:204;1041['  ]| <Nolan> answered from the stairfoot. 
10:204;1042[X  ]| ***** 
10:204;1043['  ]| As they trod across the thick carpet Buck*Mulligan whispered behind 
10:204;1044['  ]| his Panama to$4$ Haines: 
10:204;1045[D  ]| ~~ Parnell's brother.  There in$4$ the corner. 
10:204;1046['  ]| They chose a small table near the window, opposite a longfaced man 
10:204;1047['  ]| whose beard and gaze hung intently down on$4$ a chessboard. 
10:204;1048[ZL ]| ~~ Is that$6#2$ he?  
10:204;1048['  ]| Haines asked, twisting round in$4$ his seat. 
10:204;1049[D  ]| ~~ Yes, 
10:204;1049['  ]| Mulligan said.  
10:204;1049[D  ]| That$6#2$ is John*Howard, his brother, our city marshal. 
10:204;1050['  ]| John*Howard*Parnell translated a white bishop quietly and his grey 
10:204;1051['  ]| claw went up$5$ again to$4$ his forehead whereat it rested.  An instant after, under 
10:204;1052['  ]| its screen, his eyes looked quickly, ghostbright, at his foe and fell once more 
10:204;1053['  ]| upon$4$ a working corner. 
10:204;1054[ZL ]| ~~ I will$1$ take a \9melange\, 
10:204;1054['  ]| Haines said to$4$ the waitress. 
10:204;1055[D  ]| ~~ Two \melanges\, 
10:204;1055['  ]| Buck*Mulligan said.  
10:204;1055[D  ]| And bring us some scones and butter 
10:204;1056[D  ]| and some cakes as well. 
10:204;1057['  ]| When she had gone he said, laughing: 
10:204;1058[D  ]| ~~ We call it D%*B%*C%  because they have damn bad cakes.  O, but you missed 
10:204;1059[D  ]| Dedalus on$4$ \Hamlet\. 
10:204;1060['  ]| Haines opened his newbought book. 
10:204;1061[ZL ]| ~~ I am sorry, 
10:204;1061['  ]| he said.  
10:204;1061[ZL ]| Shakespeare is the happy huntingground of all minds 
10:204;1062[ZL ]| that$6#1$ have lost their balance. 
10:204;1063['  ]| The onelegged sailor growled at the area of 14 Nelson*street: 
10:204;1064[Z  ]| ~~ \England expects\ ~ . 
10:204;1065['  ]| Buck*Mulligan's primrose waistcoat shook gaily to$4$ his laughter. 
10:204;1066[D  ]| ~~ You should see him, 
10:204;1066['  ]| he said, 
10:204;1066[D  ]| when his body loses its balance.  Wandering 
10:204;1067[D  ]| Aengus I call him. 
10:204;1068[ZL ]| ~~ I am sure he has an \idee fixe\, 
10:204;1068['  ]| Haines said, pinching his chin thoughtfully 
10:204;1069['  ]| with thumb and forefinger.  
10:204;1069[ZL ]| Now I am speculating what it would be likely to$9$ 
10:204;1070[ZL ]| be.  Such persons always have. 
10:204;1071['  ]| Buck*Mulligan bent across the table gravely. 
10:204;1072[D  ]| ~~ They drove his wits astray, 
10:204;1072['  ]| he said, 
10:204;1072[D  ]| by$4$ visions of hell.  He will$1$ never 
10:204;1073[D  ]| capture the Attic note.  The note of Swinburne, of all poets, the white death 
10:204;1074[D  ]| and the ruddy birth.  That$6#2$ is his tragedy.  He can never be a poet.  The joy of 
10:204;1075[D  ]| creation ~ 
10:205;1076[ZL ]| ~~ Eternal punishment, 
10:205;1076['  ]| Haines said, nodding curtly.  
10:205;1076[ZL ]| I see.  I tackled him this 
10:205;1077[ZL ]| morning on$4$ belief.  There was something on$4$ his mind, I saw.  It is rather 
10:205;1078[ZL ]| interesting because professor*Pokorny of Vienna makes an interesting point 
10:205;1079[ZL ]| out of that$6#2$. 
10:205;1080['  ]| Buck*Mulligan's watchful eyes saw the waitress come.  He helped her 
10:205;1081['  ]| to$9$ unload her tray. 
10:205;1082[ZL ]| ~~ He can find no$2$ trace of hell in$4$ ancient Irish myth, 
10:205;1082['  ]| Haines said, amid the 
10:205;1083['  ]| cheerful cups.  
10:205;1083[ZL ]| The moral idea seems lacking, the sense of destiny, of 
10:205;1084[ZL ]| retribution.  Rather strange he should have just that$6#2$ fixed idea.  Does he 
10:205;1085[ZL ]| write anything for$4$ your movement? 
10:205;1086['  ]| He sank two lumps of sugar deftly longwise through the whipped 
10:205;1087['  ]| cream.  Buck*Mulligan slit a steaming scone in$4$ two and plastered butter over 
10:205;1088['  ]| its smoking pith.  He bit off a soft piece hungrily. 
10:205;1089[D  ]| ~~ Ten years, 
10:205;1089['  ]| he said, chewing and laughing.  
10:205;1089[D  ]| He is going to$9$ write something 
10:205;1090[D  ]| in$4$ ten years. 
10:205;1091[ZL ]| ~~ Seems a long way off, 
10:205;1091['  ]| Haines said, thoughtfully lifting his spoon.  
10:205;1091[ZL ]| Still, I 
10:205;1092[ZL ]| should not wonder if he did after all. 
10:205;1093['  ]| He tasted a spoonful from the creamy cone of his cup. 
10:205;1094[ZL ]| ~~ This is real Irish cream I take it, 
10:205;1094['  ]| he said with forbearance.  
10:205;1094[ZL ]| I do not want to$9$ 
10:205;1095[ZL ]| be imposed on$5$. 
10:205;1096['  ]| Elijah, skiff, light crumpled throwaway, sailed eastward by$4$ flanks of 
10:205;1097['  ]| ships and trawlers, amid an archipelago of corks, beyond new*Wapping*street
10:205;1098['  ]| <street> past Benson's ferry, and by$4$ the threemasted schooner \Rosevean\ from 
10:205;1099['  ]| Bridgwater with bricks. 
10:205;1100[X  ]| ***** 
10:205;1101['  ]| Almidano*Artifoni walked past Holles*street, past Sewell's yard. 
10:205;1102['  ]| Behind him Cashel*Boyle*O'Connor*Fitzmaurice*Tisdall*Farrell, with 
10:205;1103['  ]| stickumbrelladustcoat dangling, shunned the lamp before Mr*Law*Smith's 
10:205;1104['  ]| house and, crossing, walked along Merrion*square.  Distantly behind him a 
10:205;1105['  ]| blind stripling tapped his way by$4$ the wall of College park. 
10:205;1106['  ]| Cashel*Boyle*O'Connor*Fitzmaurice*Tisdall*Farrell walked as far as 
10:205;1107['  ]| Mr*Lewis*Werner's cheerful windows, then turned and strode back along 
10:205;1108['  ]| Merrion*square, his stickumbrelladustcoat dangling. 
10:205;1109['  ]| At the corner of Wilde's house he halted, frowned at Elijah's name 
10:205;1110['  ]| announced on$4$ the Metropolitan*hall, frowned at the distant pleasance of 
10:205;1111['  ]| duke's lawn.  His eyeglass flashed frowning in$4$ the sun.  With ratsteeth bared 
10:205;1112['  ]| he muttered: 
10:205;1113[V  ]| ~~ \Coactus volui.\ 
10:205;1114['  ]| He strode on$5$ for$4$ Clare*street, grinding his fierce word. 
10:205;1115['  ]| As he strode past Mr*Bloom's dental windows the sway of his 
10:205;1116['  ]| dustcoat brushed rudely from its angle a slender tapping cane and swept 
10:205;1117['  ]| onwards, having buffeted a thewless body.  The blind stripling turned his 
10:205;1118['  ]| sickly face after the striding form. 
10:206;1119[V  ]| ~~ God's curse on$4$ you, 
10:206;1119['  ]| he said sourly, 
10:206;1119[V  ]| whoever you are!  You are blinder nor 
10:206;1120[V  ]| I am, you bitch's bastard! 
10:206;1121[X  ]| ***** 
10:206;1122['  ]| Opposite Ruggy*O'Donohoe's Master*Patrick*Aloysius*Dignam, 
10:206;1123['  ]| pawing the pound and a half of Mangan's, late Fehrenbach's, porksteaks he 
10:206;1124['  ]| had been sent for$4$, went along warm Wicklow*street dawdling.  It was too 
10:206;1125['  ]| blooming dull sitting in$4$ the parlour with Mrs*Stoer and Mrs*Quigley and 
10:206;1126['  ]| Mrs*MacDowell and the blind down and they all at their sniffles and 
10:206;1127['  ]| sipping sups of the superior tawny sherry uncle Barney brought from 
10:206;1128['  ]| Tunney's.  And they eating crumbs of the cottage fruitcake, jawing the 
10:206;1129['  ]| whole blooming time and sighing. 
10:206;1130['  ]| After Wicklow*lane the window of Madame*Doyle, courtdress 
10:206;1131['  ]| milliner, stopped him.  He stood looking in$5$ at the two puckers stripped to$4$ 
10:206;1132['  ]| their pelts and putting up$5$ their props.  From the sidemirrors two mourning 
10:206;1133['  ]| Masters*Dignam gaped silently.  Myler*Keogh, Dublin's pet lamb, will$1$ meet 
10:206;1134['  ]| sergeantmajor*Bennett, the Portobello bruiser, for$4$ a purse of fifty 
10:206;1135['  ]| sovereigns.  
10:206;1135@zm  | Gob, that$6#2$ would be a good pucking match to$9$ see.  Myler*Keogh, 
10:206;1136@zm  | that$6#2$ is the chap sparring out to$4$ him with the green sash.  Two bar entrance, 
10:206;1137@zm  | soldiers half price.  I could easy do a bunk on$4$ ma.  
10:206;1137['  ]| Master*Dignam on$4$ his left 
10:206;1138['  ]| turned as he turned.  
10:206;1138@zm  | That$6#2$ is me in$4$ mourning.  When is it?  May the 
10:206;1139@zm  | twentysecond.  Sure, the blooming thing is all over.  
10:206;1139['  ]| He turned to$4$ the right 
10:206;1140['  ]| and on$4$ his right Master*Dignam turned, his cap awry, his collar sticking up$5$. 
10:206;1141['  ]| Buttoning it down, his chin lifted, he saw the image of Marie*Kendall, 
10:206;1142['  ]| charming soubrette, beside the two puckers.  
10:206;1142@zm  | One of them mots that$6#1$ do be in$4$ 
10:206;1143@zm  | the packets of fags Stoer smokes that$6#1$ his old fellow welted hell out of him 
10:206;1144@zm  | for$4$ one time he found out. 
10:206;1145['  ]| Master*Dignam got his collar down and dawdled on$5$.  
10:206;1145@zm  | The best pucker 
10:206;1146@zm  | going for$4$ strength was Fitzsimons.  One puck in$4$ the wind from that$6#2$ fellow 
10:206;1147@zm  | would knock you into the middle of next week, man.  But the best pucker 
10:206;1148@zm  | for$4$ science was Jem*Corbet before Fitzsimons knocked the stuffings out of 
10:206;1149@zm  | him, dodging and all. 
10:206;1150['  ]| In$4$ Grafton*street Master*Dignam saw a red flower in$4$ a toff's mouth 
10:206;1151['  ]| and a swell pair of kicks on$4$ him and he listening to$4$ what the drunk was 
10:206;1152['  ]| telling him and grinning all the time. 
10:206;1153@zm  | No$2$ Sandymount tram. 
10:206;1154['  ]| Master*Dignam walked along Nassau*street, shifted the porksteaks to$4$ 
10:206;1155['  ]| his other hand.  His collar sprang up$5$ again and he tugged it down.  The 
10:206;1156['  ]| blooming stud was too small for$4$ the buttonhole of the shirt, blooming end 
10:206;1157['  ]| to$4$ it.  He met schoolboys with satchels.  
10:206;1157@zm  | I am not going tomorrow either, stay 
10:206;1158@zm  | away till Monday.  
10:206;1158['  ]| He met other schoolboys.  
10:206;1158@zm  | Do they notice I am in$4$ 
10:206;1159@zm  | mourning?  Uncle Barney said he would get it into the paper tonight.  Then 
10:206;1160@zm  | they will$1$ all see it in$4$ the paper and read my name printed and pa's name. 
10:207;1161@zm  | His face got all grey instead of being red like$4$ it was and there was a 
10:207;1162@zm  | fly walking over it up$5$ to$4$ his eye.  The scrunch that$6#1$ was when they were 
10:207;1163@zm  | screwing the screws into the coffin:  and the bumps when they were bringing 
10:207;1164@zm  | it downstairs. 
10:207;1165@zm  | Pa was inside it and ma crying in$4$ the parlour and uncle Barney telling 
10:207;1166@zm  | the men how to$9$ get it round the bend.  A big coffin it was, and high and 
10:207;1167@zm  | heavylooking.  How was that$6#2$?  The last night pa was boosed he was standing 
10:207;1168@zm  | on$4$ the landing there bawling out for$4$ his boots to$9$ go out to$4$ Tunney's for$3$ to$9$ 
10:207;1169@zm  | boose more and he looked butty and short in$4$ his shirt.  Never see him again. 
10:207;1170@zm  | Death, that$6#2$ is.  Pa is dead.  My father is dead.  He told me to$9$ be a good son to$4$ 
10:207;1171@zm  | ma.  I could not hear the other things he said but I saw his tongue and his 
10:207;1172@zm  | teeth trying to$9$ say it better.  Poor pa.  That$6#2$ was Mr*Dignam, my father.  I 
10:207;1173@zm  | hope he is in$4$ purgatory now because he went to$4$ confession to$4$ Father*Conroy
10:207;1174@zm  | <Conroy> on$4$ Saturday night. 
10:207;1175[X  ]| ***** 
10:207;1176['  ]| William*Humble, earl*of*Dudley, and lady*Dudley, accompanied by$4$ 
10:207;1177['  ]| lieutenantcolonel*Heseltine, drove out after luncheon from the viceregal 
10:207;1178['  ]| lodge.  In$4$ the following carriage were the honourable Mrs*Paget, Miss*de*Courcy 
10:207;1179['  ]| <Courcy> and the honourable Gerald*Ward A%*D%*C%  in$4$ attendance. 
10:207;1180['  ]| The cavalcade passed out by$4$ the lower gate of Phoenix*park saluted 
10:207;1181['  ]| by$4$ obsequious policemen and proceeded past Kingsbridge along the 
10:207;1182['  ]| northern quays.  The viceroy was most cordially greeted on$4$ his way through 
10:207;1183['  ]| the metropolis.  At Bloody*bridge Mr*Thomas*Kernan beyond the river 
10:207;1184['  ]| greeted him vainly from afar.  Between Queen's and Whitworth*bridges lord*Dudley's 
10:207;1185['  ]| <Dudley's> viceregal carriages passed and were unsaluted by$4$ Mr*Dudley*White,
10:207;1186['  ]| <White,> B%*L%, M%*A%, who$6#1$ stood on$4$ Arran*quay outside Mrs*M%*E%*White's, 
10:207;1187['  ]| the pawnbroker's, at the corner of Arran*street*west stroking his nose with 
10:207;1188['  ]| his forefinger, undecided whether he should arrive at Phibsborough more 
10:207;1189['  ]| quickly by$4$ a triple change of tram or by$4$ hailing a car or on$4$ foot through 
10:207;1190['  ]| Smithfield, Constitution*hill and Broadstone terminus.  In$4$ the porch of Four*Courts
10:207;1191['  ]| <Courts> Richie*Goulding with the costbag of Goulding%*Collis*and*Ward saw 
10:207;1192['  ]| him with surprise.  Past Richmond*bridge at the doorstep of the office of 
10:207;1193['  ]| Reuben*J*Dodd, solicitor, agent for$4$ the Patriotic*Insurance*Company, an 
10:207;1194['  ]| elderly female about to$9$ enter changed her plan and retracing her steps by$4$ 
10:207;1195['  ]| King's windows smiled credulously on$4$ the representative of His*Majesty. 
10:207;1196['  ]| From its sluice in$4$ Wood*quay wall under Tom*Devan's office Poddle*river 
10:207;1197['  ]| hung out in$4$ fealty a tongue of liquid sewage.  Above the crossblind of the 
10:207;1198['  ]| Ormond*hotel, gold by$4$ bronze, Miss*Kennedy's head by$4$ Miss*Douce's head 
10:207;1199['  ]| watched and admired.  On$4$ Ormond*quay Mr*Simon*Dedalus, steering his 
10:207;1200['  ]| way from the greenhouse for$4$ the subsheriff's office, stood still in$4$ midstreet 
10:207;1201['  ]| and brought his hat low.  His Excellency graciously returned Mr*Dedalus' 
10:207;1202['  ]| greeting.  From Cahill's*corner the reverend Hugh*C.*Love, M%*A%, made 
10:207;1203['  ]| obeisance unperceived, mindful of lords deputies whose hands benignant 
10:208;1204['  ]| had held of yore rich advowsons.  On$4$ Grattan*bridge Lenehan and M^'Coy, 
10:208;1205['  ]| taking leave of each other, watched the carriages go by$5$.  Passing by$4$ Roger*Greene's
10:208;1206['  ]| <Greene's> office and Dollard's big red printinghouse Gerty*MacDowell, 
10:208;1207['  ]| carrying the Catesby's cork lino letters for$4$ her father who$6#1$ was laid up$5$, 
10:208;1208['  ]| knew by$4$ the style it was the lord*and*lady*lieutenant but she could not see 
10:208;1209['  ]| what Her*Excellency had on$5$ because the tram and Spring's big yellow 
10:208;1210['  ]| furniture van had to$9$ stop in$4$ front of her on$4$ account of its being the
10:208;1211['  ]| lord*lieutenant.  Beyond Lundy*Foot's from the shaded door of Kavanagh's 
10:208;1212['  ]| winerooms John*Wyse*Nolan smiled with unseen coldness towards the
10:208;1213['  ]| lord*lieutenantgeneral*and*general*governor of Ireland.  The Right*Honourable 
10:208;1214['  ]| William*Humble, earl*of*Dudley, G%*C%*V%*O%, passed Micky*Anderson's 
10:208;1215['  ]| alltimesticking watches and Henry and James's wax smartsuited 
10:208;1216['  ]| freshcheeked models, the gentleman Henry, \dernier cri\ James.  Over against 
10:208;1217['  ]| Dame*gate Tom*Rochford and Nosey*Flynn watched the approach of the 
10:208;1218['  ]| cavalcade.  Tom*Rochford, seeing the eyes of lady*Dudley fixed on$4$ him, 
10:208;1219['  ]| took his thumbs quickly out of the pockets of his claret waistcoat and 
10:208;1220['  ]| doffed his cap to$4$ her.  A charming soubrette, great Marie*Kendall, with 
10:208;1221['  ]| dauby cheeks and lifted skirt smiled daubily from her poster upon$4$ William*Humble,
10:208;1222['  ]| <Humble>, earl*of*Dudley, and upon$4$ lieutenantcolonel*H%*G% *Heseltine, and 
10:208;1223['  ]| also upon$4$ the honourable*Gerald*Ward A%*D%*C%  From the window of the 
10:208;1224['  ]| D%*B%*C%  Buck*Mulligan gaily, and Haines gravely, gazed down on$4$ the 
10:208;1225['  ]| viceregal equipage over the shoulders of eager guests, whose mass of forms 
10:208;1226['  ]| darkened the chessboard whereon John*Howard*Parnell looked intently.  In$4$ 
10:208;1227['  ]| Fownes's*street Dilly*Dedalus, straining her sight upward from 
10:208;1228['  ]| Chardenal's first French primer, saw sunshades spanned and wheelspokes 
10:208;1229['  ]| spinning in$4$ the glare.  John*Henry*Menton, filling the doorway of 
10:208;1230['  ]| Commercial*Buildings, stared from winebig oyster eyes, holding a fat gold 
10:208;1231['  ]| hunter watch not looked at in$4$ his fat left hand not feeling it.  Where the 
10:208;1232['  ]| foreleg of King*Billy's horse pawed the air Mrs*Breen plucked her 
10:208;1233['  ]| hastening husband back from under the hoofs of the outriders.  She shouted 
10:208;1234['  ]| in$4$ his ear the tidings.  Understanding, he shifted his tomes to$4$ his left breast 
10:208;1235['  ]| and saluted the second carriage.  The honourable*Gerald*Ward A%*D%*C%, 
10:208;1236['  ]| agreeably surprised, made haste to$9$ reply.  At Ponsonby's*corner a jaded 
10:208;1237['  ]| white flagon H.  halted and four tallhatted white flagons halted behind him, 
10:208;1238['  ]| E%*L%*Y'S, while outriders pranced past and carriages.  Opposite Pigott's 
10:208;1239['  ]| music warerooms Mr*Denis*J*Maginni, professor of dancing*^&c, gaily 
10:208;1240['  ]| apparelled, gravely walked, outpassed by$4$ a viceroy and unobserved.  By$4$ the 
10:208;1241['  ]| provost's wall came jauntily Blazes*Boylan, stepping in$4$ tan shoes and socks 
10:208;1242['  ]| with skyblue clocks to$4$ the refrain of \My*girl's*a*Yorkshire*girl\.  Blazes*Boylan
10:208;1243['  ]| <Boylan> presented to$4$ the leaders' skyblue frontlets and high action a skyblue 
10:208;1244['  ]| tie, a widebrimmed straw hat at a rakish angle and a suit of indigo serge. 
10:208;1245['  ]| His hands in$4$ his jacket pockets forgot to$9$ salute but he offered to$4$ the three 
10:208;1246['  ]| ladies the bold admiration of his eyes and the red flower between his lips.  As 
10:208;1247['  ]| they drove along Nassau*street His*Excellency drew the attention of his 
10:208;1248['  ]| bowing consort to$4$ the programme of music which$6#1$ was being discoursed in$4$ 
10:209;1249['  ]| College park.  Unseen brazen highland laddies blared and drumthumped 
10:209;1250['  ]| after the cortege: 
10:209;1251[Z  ]| \But though she is a factory lass\ 
10:209;1252[Z  ]| \And wears no$2$ fancy clothes.\ 
10:209;1253[Z  ]| \Baraabum.\ 
10:209;1254[Z  ]| \Yet I have a sort of a\ 
10:209;1255[Z  ]| \Yorkshire relish for$4$\ 
10:209;1256[Z  ]| \My little Yorkshire rose.\ 
10:209;1257[Z  ]| \Baraabum.\ 
10:209;1258['  ]| Thither of the wall the quartermile flat handicappers, M%*C%*Green, H.*Shrift 
10:209;1259['  ]| <Shrift>, T%*M%*Patey, C%*Scaife, J%*B.*Jeffs, G%*N%*Morphy, F%*Stevenson, C%*Adderly
10:209;1260['  ]| <Adderly> and W%*C%*Huggard, started in$4$ pursuit.  Striding past Finn's*hotel 
10:209;1261['  ]| Cashel*Boyle*O'Connor*Fitzmaurice*Tisdall*Farrell stared through a fierce 
10:209;1262['  ]| eyeglass across the carriages at the head of Mr*M%*E%*Solomons in$4$ the 
10:209;1263['  ]| window of the Austro-Hungarian viceconsulate.  Deep in$4$ Leinster*street by$4$ 
10:209;1264['  ]| Trinity's postern a loyal king's man, Hornblower, touched his tallyho cap. 
10:209;1265['  ]| As the glossy horses pranced by$4$ Merrion*square Master*Patrick*Aloysius*Dignam, 
10:209;1266['  ]| waiting, saw salutes being given to$4$ the gent with the topper and 
10:209;1267['  ]| raised also his new black cap with fingers greased by$4$ porksteak paper.  His 
10:209;1268['  ]| collar too sprang up$5$.  The viceroy, on$4$ his way to$9$ inaugurate the Mirus*bazaar 
10:209;1269['  ]| in$4$ aid of funds for$4$ Mercer's*hospital, drove with his following 
10:209;1270['  ]| towards Lower*Mount*street.  He passed a blind stripling opposite 
10:209;1271['  ]| Broadbent's.  In$4$ Lower*Mount*street a pedestrian in$4$ a brown macintosh, 
10:209;1272['  ]| eating dry bread, passed swiftly and unscathed across the viceroy's path.  At 
10:209;1273['  ]| the Royal*Canal*bridge, from his hoarding, Mr*Eugene*Stratton, his blub 
10:209;1274['  ]| lips agrin, bade all comers welcome to$4$ Pembroke township.  At Haddingtonroad
10:209;1275['  ]| road corner two sanded women halted themselves, an umbrella and a bag in$4$ 
10:209;1276['  ]| which$6#1$ eleven cockles rolled to$9$ view with wonder the lord*mayor and lady*mayoress 
10:209;1277['  ]| without his golden chain.  On$4$ Northumberland and Lansdowne*roads 
10:209;1278['  ]| His*Excellency acknowledged punctually salutes from rare male 
10:209;1279['  ]| walkers, the salute of two small schoolboys at the garden gate of the house 
10:209;1280['  ]| said to$9$ have been admired by$4$ the late queen when visiting the Irish capital 
10:209;1281['  ]| with her husband, the prince consort, in$4$ 1849 and the salute of Almidano*Artifoni's
10:209;1282['  ]| <Artifoni's> sturdy trousers swallowed by$4$ a closing door.