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Ulysses

elbow in the crowd that of course congregated lodging
some place about the pit of the stomach, fortunately not of
a grave character. His hat (Parnell’s) a silk one was
inadvertently knocked off and, as a matter of strict history,

Bloom was the man who picked it up in the crush after
witnessing the occurrence meaning to return it to him
(and return it to him he did with the utmost celerity) who
panting and hatless and whose thoughts were miles away
from his hat at the time all the same being a gentleman
born with a stake in the country he, as a matter of fact,
having gone into it more for the kudos of the thing than
anything else, what’s bred in the bone instilled into him in
infancy at his mother’s knee in the shape of knowing what
good form was came out at once because he turned round
to the donor and thanked him with perfect aplomb, saying:
Thank you, sir, though in a very different tone of voice
from the ornament of the legal profession whose headgear
Bloom also set to rights earlier in the course of the day,
history repeating itself with a difference, after the burial of
a mutual friend when they had left him alone in his glory
after the grim task of having committed his remains to the
grave.
On the other hand what incensed him more inwardly
was the blatant jokes of the cabman and so on who passed

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