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Ulysses

The idea, he was strongly inclined to believe, was to do
good and net a profit, there being no competition to speak
of. Sulphate of copper poison SO4 or something in some
dried peas he remembered reading of in a cheap

eatinghouse somewhere but he couldn’t remember when
it was or where. Anyhow inspection, medical inspection,
of all eatables seemed to him more than ever necessary
which possibly accounted for the vogue of Dr Tibble’s Vi-
Cocoa on account of the medical analysis involved.
—Have a shot at it now, he ventured to say of the
coffee after being stirred.
Thus prevailed on to at any rate taste it Stephen lifted
the heavy mug from the brown puddle it clopped out of
when taken up by the handle and took a sip of the
offending beverage.
—Still it’s solid food, his good genius urged, I’m a
stickler for solid food, his one and only reason being not
gormandising in the least but regular meals as the sine qua
non for any kind of proper work, mental or manual. You
ought to eat more solid food. You would feel a different
man.
—Liquids I can eat, Stephen said. But O, oblige me by
taking away that knife. I can’t look at the point of it. It
reminds me of Roman history.

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