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Ulysses


                                     (Kevin Egan of Paris in black Spanish tasselled shirt and
                                  peep-o’-day boy’s hat signs to Stephen.)
                                     KEVIN EGAN: H’lo! Bonjour! The vieille ogresse with

                                  the dents jaunes.
                                     (Patrice Egan peeps from behind, his rabbitface nibbling a
                                  quince leaf.)
                                     PATRICE: Socialiste!
                                     DON EMILE PATRIZ1O FRANZ RUPERT POPE
                                  HENNESSY: (In medieval hauberk, two wild geese volant on
                                  his helm, with noble indignation points a mailed hand against the
                                  privates) Werf those eykes to footboden, big grand porcos
                                  of johnyellows todos covered of gravy!
                                     BLOOM:  (To Stephen) Come home. You’ll get into
                                  trouble.
                                     STEPHEN: (Swaying) I don’t avoid it. He provokes my
                                  intelligence.
                                     BIDDY THE CLAP: One immediately observes that
                                  he is of patrician lineage.
                                     THE VIRAGO: Green above the red, says he. Wolfe
                                  Tone.
                                     THE BAWD: The red’s as good as the green. And
                                  better. Up the soldiers! Up King Edward!
                                     A ROUGH: (Laughs) Ay! Hands up to De Wet.





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