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Ulysses

crowned by the reflection of the reindeer antlered hatrack in the
hall.)
SHAKESPEARE: (In dignified ventriloquy) ‘Tis the loud

laugh bespeaks the vacant mind. (To Bloom) Thou
thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. Gaze. (He crows
with a black capon’s laugh) Iagogo! How my Oldfellow
chokit his Thursdaymornun. Iagogogo!
BLOOM: (Smiles yellowly at the three whores) When will
I hear the joke?
ZOE: Before you’re twice married and once a
widower.
BLOOM: Lapses are condoned. Even the great
Napoleon when measurements were taken next the skin
after his death ...
(Mrs Dignam, widow woman, her snubnose and cheeks
flushed with deathtalk, tears and Tunney’s tawny sherry, hurries
by in her weeds, her bonnet awry, rouging and powdering her
cheeks, lips and nose, a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets.
Beneath her skirt appear her late husband’s everyday trousers and
turnedup boots, large eights. She holds a Scottish widows’
insurance policy and a large marquee umbrella under which her
brood run with her, Patsy hopping on one shod foot, his collar
loose, a hank of porksteaks dangling, freddy whimpering, Susy

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