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Ulysses

commander here or? Where is he? I’ll charge him!
Disgrace him, I will! (She Shouts) Zoe! Zoe!
BLOOM: (Urgently) And if it were your own son in

Oxford? (Warningly) I know.
BELLA: (Almost speechless) Who are. Incog!
ZOE: (In the doorway) There’s a row on.
BLOOM: What? Where? (He throws a shilling on the
table and starts) That’s for the chimney. Where? I need
mountain air.
(He hurries out through the hall. The whores point. Florry
follows, spilling water from her tilted tumbler. On the doorstep all
the whores clustered talk volubly, pointing to the right where the
fog has cleared off. From the left arrives a jingling hackney car. It
slows to in front of the house. Bloom at the halldoor perceives
Corny Kelleher who is about to dismount from the car with two
silent lechers. He averts his face. Bella from within the hall urges
on her whores. They blow ickylickysticky yumyum kisses. Corny
Kelleher replies with a ghastly lewd smile. The silent lechers turn
to pay the jarvey. Zoe and Kitty still point right. Bloom, parting
them swiftly, draws his caliph’s hood and poncho and hurries
down the steps with sideways face. Incog Haroun al Raschid he
flits behind the silent lechers and hastens on by the railings with
fleet step of a pard strewing the drag behind him, torn envelopes
drenched in aniseed. The ashplant marks his stride. A pack of

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