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Ulysses

Shall carry my heart to thee,
Shall carry my heart to thee,
And the breath of the balmy night
Shall carry my heart to thee!

(The trick doorhandle turns.)
THE DOORHANDLE: Theeee!
ZOE: The devil is in that door.
(A male form passes down the creaking staircase and is heard
taking the waterproof and hat from the rack. Bloom starts forward
involuntarily and, half closing the door as he passes, takes the
chocolate from his pocket and offers it nervously to Zoe.)
ZOE: (Sniffs his hair briskly) Hmmm! Thank your

mother for the rabbits. I’m very fond of what I like.
BLOOM: (Hearing a male voice in talk with the whores on
the doorstep, pricks his ears) If it were he? After? Or because
not? Or the double event?
ZOE: (Tears open the silverfoil) Fingers was made before
forks. (She breaks off and nibbles a piece gives a piece to Kitty
Ricketts and then turns kittenishly to Lynch) No objection to
French lozenges? (He nods. She taunts him.) Have it now or
wait till you get it? (He opens his mouth, his head cocked. She
whirls the prize in left circle. His head follows. She whirls it back
in right circle. He eyes her.) Catch!

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