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Ulysses

cart. Buy a bucket or sell your pump. (Loudly) Can you do
a man’s job?
BLOOM: Eccles street ...

BELLO: (Sarcastically) I wouldn’t hurt your feelings for
the world but there’s a man of brawn in possession there.
The tables are turned, my gay young fellow! He is
something like a fullgrown outdoor man. Well for you,
you muff, if you had that weapon with knobs and lumps
and warts all over it. He shot his bolt, I can tell you! Foot
to foot, knee to knee, belly to belly, bubs to breast! He’s
no eunuch. A shock of red hair he has sticking out of him
behind like a furzebush! Wait for nine months, my lad!
Holy ginger, it’s kicking and coughing up and down in
her guts already! That makes you wild, don’t it? Touches
the spot? (He spits in contempt) Spittoon!
BLOOM: I was indecently treated, I ... Inform the
police. Hundred pounds. Unmentionable. I ...
BELLO: Would if you could, lame duck. A downpour
we want not your drizzle.
BLOOM: To drive me mad! Moll! I forgot! Forgive!
Moll ... We ... Still ...
BELLO: (Ruthlessly) No, Leopold Bloom, all is changed
by woman’s will since you slept horizontal in Sleepy
Hollow your night of twenty years. Return and see.

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