Ulysses by James Joyce

Leopold Bloom Telemachus
Scylla and Charybdis
Wandering Rocks
Oxen of the Sun

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[Nestor] [1339] --Mr Deasy told me to write them out all again, he said, and show them to
[Nestor] [1346] --Numbers eleven to fifteen, Sargent answered. Mr Deasy said I was to
[Nestor] [1413] --Run on, Stephen said. Mr Deasy is calling you.
[Nestor] [1417] and Mr Deasy came away stepping over wisps of grass with gaitered feet.
[Nestor] [1425] --Will you wait in my study for a moment, Mr Deasy said, till I restore
[Nestor] [1445] rare moustache Mr Deasy halted at the table.
[Nestor] [1463] --Three, Mr Deasy said, turning his little savingsbox about in his hand.
[Nestor] [1474] --No thanks at all, Mr Deasy said. You have earned it.
[Nestor] [1480] --Don't carry it like that, Mr Deasy said. You'll pull it out somewhere
[Nestor] [1492] --Because you don't save, Mr Deasy said, pointing his finger. You don't
[Nestor] [1501] --He knew what money was, Mr Deasy said. He made money. A poet, yes,
[Nestor] [1511] --Ba! Mr Deasy cried. That's not English. A French Celt said that. He
[Nestor] [1530] Mr Deasy laughed with rich delight, putting back his savingsbox.
[Nestor] [1537] Mr Deasy stared sternly for some moments over the mantelpiece at
[Nestor] [1554] --I have rebel blood in me too, Mr Deasy said. On the spindle side. But I
[Nestor] [1560] --PER VIAS RECTAS, Mr Deasy said firmly, was his motto. He voted for it
[Nestor] [1572] --That reminds me, Mr Deasy said. You can do me a favour, Mr Dedalus,
[Nestor] [1593] --Full stop, Mr Deasy bade his keys. But prompt ventilation of this
[Nestor] [1611] --Now then, Mr Deasy said, rising.
[Nestor] [1615] --I have put the matter into a nutshell, Mr Deasy said. It's about the
[Nestor] [1627] --I don't mince words, do I? Mr Deasy asked as Stephen read on.
[Nestor] [1631] Murzsteg, lower Austria. Veterinary surgeons. Mr Henry Blackwood Price.
[Nestor] [1636] --I want that to be printed and read, Mr Deasy said. You will see at the
[Nestor] [1646] --Mark my words, Mr Dedalus, he said. England is in the hands of the
[Nestor] [1669] --They sinned against the light, Mr Deasy said gravely. And you can see
[Nestor] [1685] --What do you mean? Mr Deasy asked.
[Nestor] [1695] --The ways of the Creator are not our ways, Mr Deasy said. All human
[Nestor] [1704] --What? Mr Deasy asked.
[Nestor] [1708] Mr Deasy looked down and held for awhile the wings of his nose
[Nestor] [1729] --I foresee, Mr Deasy said, that you will not remain here very long at
[Nestor] [1737] Mr Deasy shook his head.
[Nestor] [1746] --Yes, Mr Deasy said. You have two copies there. If you can have them
[Nestor] [1754] --That will do, Mr Deasy said briskly. I wrote last night to Mr Field,
[Nestor] [1761] --That will do, Mr Deasy said. There is no time to lose. Now I have to
[Nestor] [1767] --Not at all, Mr Deasy said as he searched the papers on his desk. I like
[Nestor] [1778] --Mr Dedalus!
[Nestor] [1786] Mr Deasy halted, breathing hard and swallowing his breath.
[Nestor] [1796] --Because she never let them in, Mr Deasy said solemnly.
[Calypso] [2438] Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He
[Calypso] [2459] --O, there you are, Mr Bloom said, turning from the fire.
[Calypso] [2465] Mr Bloom watched curiously, kindly the lithe black form. Clean to see:
[Calypso] [2588] you? What's that, Mr O'Rourke? Do you know what? The Russians, they'd
[Calypso] [2592] Dignam, Mr O'Rourke.
[Calypso] [2597] --Good day, Mr O'Rourke.
[Calypso] [2661] Mr Bloom pointed quickly. To catch up and walk behind her if she went
[Calypso] [2669] Prime sausage. O please, Mr Policeman, I'm lost in the wood.
[Calypso] [2808] new tam: Mr Coghlan: lough Owel picnic: young student: Blazes Boylan's
[Calypso] [2983] swimming in the photo business now. Mr Coghlan took one of me and Mrs.
[Calypso] [3116] bit. Our prize titbit: MATCHAM'S MASTERSTROKE. Written by Mr Philip
[Calypso] [3132] quietly, he envied kindly Mr Beaufoy who had written it and received
[Calypso] [3135] Might manage a sketch. By Mr and Mrs L. M. Bloom. Invent a story for some
[Lotus-Eaters] [3184] By lorries along sir John Rogerson's quay Mr Bloom walked soberly, past
[Lotus-Eaters] [3297] --O, no, Mr Bloom said. Poor Dignam, you know. The funeral is today.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3303] --E ... eleven, Mr Bloom answered.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3310] Mr Bloom gazed across the road at the outsider drawn up before the door
[Lotus-Eaters] [3342] --Yes, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3360] --Yes, yes, Mr Bloom said after a dull sigh. Another gone.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3370] --O, yes, Mr Bloom said. Tiptop, thanks.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3385] Mr Bloom turned his largelidded eyes with unhasty friendliness.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3404] --It's a kind of a tour, don't you see, Mr Bloom said thoughtfully.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3415] --Yes, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3423] --I'll do that, Mr Bloom said, moving to get off. That'll be all right.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3428] --That will be done, Mr Bloom answered firmly.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3436] Mr Bloom, strolling towards Brunswick street, smiled. My missus has just
[Lotus-Eaters] [3447] Mr Bloom stood at the corner, his eyes wandering over the multicoloured
[Lotus-Eaters] [3469] Mr Bloom went round the corner and passed the drooping nags of the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3503] mignonette. Mrs Ellis's. And Mr? He opened the letter within the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3696] Mr Bloom looked back towards the choir. Not going to be any music.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3719] and bless all the people. All crossed themselves and stood up. Mr Bloom
[Lotus-Eaters] [3728] Mr Bloom put his face forward to catch the words. English. Throw
[Lotus-Eaters] [3804] --Yes, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3810] --Sweet almond oil and tincture of benzoin, Mr Bloom said, and then
[Lotus-Eaters] [3834] --No, Mr Bloom said. Make it up, please. I'll call later in the day and
[Lotus-Eaters] [3839] Mr Bloom raised a cake to his nostrils. Sweet lemony wax.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3846] --Good, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3869] --You can keep it, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3874] --I was just going to throw it away, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3880] --I say you can keep it, Mr Bloom answered. I was going to throw it away
[Lotus-Eaters] [3884] sheets back on Mr Bloom's arms.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3890] Mr Bloom folded the sheets again to a neat square and lodged the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3905] hands: might take a turn in there on the nod. How do you do, Mr
[Hades] [3931] carriage and, entering deftly, seated himself. Mr Power stepped in after
[Hades] [3936] --After you, Mr Bloom said.
[Hades] [3938] Mr Dedalus covered himself quickly and got in, saying:
[Hades] [3944] Mr Bloom entered and sat in the vacant place. He pulled the door to
[Hades] [3972] --What way is he taking us? Mr Power asked through both windows.
[Hades] [3976] Mr Dedalus nodded, looking out.
[Hades] [3982] road past Watery lane. Mr Bloom at gaze saw a lithe young man, clad in
[Hades] [3991] --Where is he? Mr Dedalus said, stretching over across.
[Hades] [3996] Mr Dedalus fell back, saying:
[Hades] [4000] --No, Mr Bloom said. He was alone.
[Hades] [4002] --Down with his aunt Sally, I suppose, Mr Dedalus said, the Goulding
[Hades] [4006] Mr Bloom smiled joylessly on Ringsend road. Wallace Bros: the
[Hades] [4017] --He's in with a lowdown crowd, Mr Dedalus snarled. That Mulligan is a
[Hades] [4029] He ceased. Mr Bloom glanced from his angry moustache to Mr Power's
[Hades] [4044] --Are we late? Mr Power asked.
[Hades] [4055] --Corny might have given us a more commodious yoke, Mr Power said.
[Hades] [4057] --He might, Mr Dedalus said, if he hadn't that squint troubling him. Do
[Hades] [4065] --Someone seems to have been making a picnic party here lately, Mr Power
[Hades] [4069] buttonless leather of the seats. Mr Dedalus, twisting his nose, frowned
[Hades] [4076] Mr Bloom set his thigh down. Glad I took that bath. Feel my feet
[Hades] [4079] Mr Dedalus sighed resignedly.
[Hades] [4086] --Yes, Mr Bloom answered. He's behind with Ned Lambert and Hynes.
[Hades] [4088] --And Corny Kelleher himself? Mr Power asked.
[Hades] [4092] --I met M'Coy this morning, Mr Bloom said. He said he'd try to come.
[Hades] [4102] Mr Bloom put his head out of the window.
[Hades] [4123] --Wanted for the country, Mr Power said. There's the sun again coming out.
[Hades] [4125] Mr Dedalus, peering through his glasses towards the veiled sun,
[Hades] [4138] --O, draw him out, Martin, Mr Power said eagerly. Wait till you hear him,
[Hades] [4145] --Trenchant, Mr Power said laughing. He's dead nuts on that. And the
[Hades] [4150] --I did not then, Mr Dedalus said. Where is it?
[Hades] [4154] Mr Bloom took the paper from his inside pocket. That book I must
[Hades] [4157] --No, no, Mr Dedalus said quickly. Later on please.
[Hades] [4159] Mr Bloom's glance travelled down the edge of the paper, scanning the
[Hades] [4184] tramway standard by Mr Bloom's window. Couldn't they invent something
[Hades] [4208] --He doesn't see us, Mr Power said. Yes, he does. How do you do?
[Hades] [4210] --Who? Mr Dedalus asked.
[Hades] [4212] --Blazes Boylan, Mr Power said. There he is airing his quiff.
[Hades] [4216] Mr Dedalus bent across to salute. From the door of the Red Bank the
[Hades] [4219] Mr Bloom reviewed the nails of his left hand, then those of his right
[Hades] [4232] Mr Power asked:
[Hades] [4236] --O, very well, Mr Bloom said. I hear great accounts of it. It's a good
[Hades] [4241] --Well no, Mr Bloom said. In point of fact I have to go down to the
[Hades] [4249] --Louis Werner is touring her, Mr Bloom said. O yes, we'll have all
[Hades] [4253] --And MADAME, Mr Power said smiling. Last but not least.
[Hades] [4255] Mr Bloom unclasped his hands in a gesture of soft politeness and
[Hades] [4277] His eyes passed lightly over Mr Power's goodlooking face. Greyish
[Hades] [4287] Martin Cunningham nudged Mr Power.
[Hades] [4294] --In all his pristine beauty, Mr Power said.
[Hades] [4296] Mr Dedalus looked after the stumping figure and said mildly:
[Hades] [4300] Mr Power, collapsing in laughter, shaded his face from the window as
[Hades] [4305] His eyes met Mr Bloom's eyes. He caressed his beard, adding:
[Hades] [4309] Mr Bloom began to speak with sudden eagerness to his companions' faces.
[Hades] [4314] --About the boatman? Mr Power asked.
[Hades] [4318] --What is that? Mr Dedalus asked. I didn't hear it.
[Hades] [4320] --There was a girl in the case, Mr Bloom began, and he determined to send
[Hades] [4323] --What? Mr Dedalus asked. That confirmed bloody hobbledehoy is it?
[Hades] [4325] --Yes, Mr Bloom said. They were both on the way to the boat and he tried
[Hades] [4328] --Drown Barabbas! Mr Dedalus cried. I wish to Christ he did!
[Hades] [4330] Mr Power sent a long laugh down his shaded nostrils.
[Hades] [4332] --No, Mr Bloom said, the son himself ...
[Hades] [4340] --For God's sake! Mr Dedalus exclaimed in fright. Is he dead?
[Hades] [4346] --Yes, Mr Bloom said. But the funny part is ...
[Hades] [4351] A stifled sigh came from under Mr Power's hand.
[Hades] [4355] --Isn't it awfully good? Mr Bloom said eagerly.
[Hades] [4357] --One and eightpence too much, Mr Dedalus said drily.
[Hades] [4359] Mr Power's choked laugh burst quietly in the carriage.
[Hades] [4367] Mr Dedalus sighed.
[Hades] [4372] --The Lord forgive me! Mr Power said, wiping his wet eyes with his
[Hades] [4377] --As decent a little man as ever wore a hat, Mr Dedalus said. He went
[Hades] [4388] Mr Power gazed at the passing houses with rueful apprehension.
[Hades] [4392] --The best death, Mr Bloom said.
[Hades] [4419] --Poor little thing, Mr Dedalus said. It's well out of it.
[Hades] [4426] --But the worst of all, Mr Power said, is the man who takes his own life.
[Hades] [4430] --The greatest disgrace to have in the family, Mr Power added.
[Hades] [4435] --They say a man who does it is a coward, Mr Dedalus said.
[Hades] [4439] Mr Bloom, about to speak, closed his lips again. Martin Cunningham's
[Hades] [4474] --God grant he doesn't upset us on the road, Mr Power said.
[Hades] [4479] --Yes, by Jove, Mr Dedalus said. That will be worth seeing, faith.
[Hades] [4501] --Emigrants, Mr Power said.
[Hades] [4518] parkgate to the quays, Mr Bloom said. All those animals could be taken in
[Hades] [4524] --Yes, Mr Bloom said, and another thing I often thought, is to have
[Hades] [4529] --O, that be damned for a story, Mr Dedalus said. Pullman car and saloon
[Hades] [4532] --A poor lookout for Corny, Mr Power added.
[Hades] [4534] --Why? Mr Bloom asked, turning to Mr Dedalus. Wouldn't it be more
[Hades] [4537] --Well, there's something in that, Mr Dedalus granted.
[Hades] [4542] --That was terrible, Mr Power's shocked face said, and the corpse fell
[Hades] [4545] --First round Dunphy's, Mr Dedalus said, nodding. Gordon Bennett cup.
[Hades] [4556] --Dunphy's, Mr Power announced as the carriage turned right.
[Hades] [4591] --I wonder how is our friend Fogarty getting on, Mr Power said.
[Hades] [4593] --Better ask Tom Kernan, Mr Dedalus said.
[Hades] [4597] --Though lost to sight, Mr Dedalus said, to memory dear.
[Hades] [4615] Mr Power pointed.
[Hades] [4619] --So it is, Mr Dedalus said. A gruesome case. Seymour Bushe got him off.
[Hades] [4622] --The crown had no evidence, Mr Power said.
[Hades] [4647] door open with his knee. He stepped out. Mr Power and Mr Dedalus
[Hades] [4650] Change that soap now. Mr Bloom's hand unbuttoned his hip pocket
[Hades] [4661] He followed his companions. Mr Kernan and Ned Lambert followed,
[Hades] [4695] --What? Mr Power whispered. How so?
[Hades] [4701] --O God! Mr Power whispered. First I heard of it. Poisoned himself?
[Hades] [4706] --Was he insured? Mr Bloom asked.
[Hades] [4708] --I believe so, Mr Kernan answered. But the policy was heavily mortgaged.
[Hades] [4715] --A sad case, Mr Bloom said gently. Five young children.
[Hades] [4717] --A great blow to the poor wife, Mr Kernan added.
[Hades] [4719] --Indeed yes, Mr Bloom agreed.
[Hades] [4748] --By the holy Paul! Mr Dedalus said in subdued wonder. Dick Tivy bald?
[Hades] [4754] --Yes, yes, Mr Dedalus said dubiously. Is that the eldest boy in front?
[Hades] [4759] --I'll engage he did, Mr Dedalus said. I often told poor Paddy he ought
[Hades] [4764] --Many a good man's fault, Mr Dedalus said with a sigh.
[Hades] [4766] They halted about the door of the mortuary chapel. Mr Bloom stood
[Hades] [4778] knelt here and there in prayingdesks. Mr Bloom stood behind near the font
[Hades] [4842] followed them out of the sidedoors into the mild grey air. Mr Bloom came
[Hades] [4850] --The O'Connell circle, Mr Dedalus said about him.
[Hades] [4852] Mr Power's soft eyes went up to the apex of the lofty cone.
[Hades] [4857] --Her grave is over there, Jack, Mr Dedalus said. I'll soon be stretched
[Hades] [4861] in his walk. Mr Power took his arm.
[Hades] [4865] --I suppose so, Mr Dedalus said with a weak gasp. I suppose she is in
[Hades] [4871] --Sad occasions, Mr Kernan began politely.
[Hades] [4873] Mr Bloom closed his eyes and sadly twice bowed his head.
[Hades] [4875] --The others are putting on their hats, Mr Kernan said. I suppose we can
[Hades] [4881] Mr Kernan said with reproof.
[Hades] [4883] Mr Bloom nodded gravely looking in the quick bloodshot eyes. Secret
[Hades] [4887] Mr Kernan added:
[Hades] [4892] Mr Bloom gave prudent assent. The language of course was another thing.
[Hades] [4894] Mr Kernan said with solemnity:
[Hades] [4898] --It does, Mr Bloom said.
[Hades] [4919] --As it should be, Mr Kernan said.
[Hades] [4923] Mr Kernan assured him.
[Hades] [4958] --John O'Connell, Mr Power said pleased. He never forgets a friend.
[Hades] [4960] Mr O'Connell shook all their hands in silence. Mr Dedalus said:
[Hades] [5001] Mr Bloom admired the caretaker's prosperous bulk. All want to be on
[Hades] [5101] Mr Bloom stood far back, his hat in his hand, counting the bared
[Hades] [5124] in the black open space. Mr Bloom moved behind the portly kindly
[Hades] [5151] in on the coffin. Mr Bloom turned away his face. And if he was alive all
[Hades] [5163] themselves without show. Mr Bloom put on his hat and saw the portly
[Hades] [5173] --L, Mr Bloom said. Leopold. And you might put down M'Coy's name too.
[Hades] [5190] --Macintosh. Yes, I saw him, Mr Bloom said. Where is he now?
[Hades] [5197] --No, Mr Bloom began, turning and stopping. I say, Hynes!
[Hades] [5203] A seventh gravedigger came beside Mr Bloom to take up an idle spade.
[Hades] [5226] --Let us, Mr Power said.
[Hades] [5228] They turned to the right, following their slow thoughts. With awe Mr
[Hades] [5239] Mr Bloom walked unheeded along his grove by saddened angels,
[Hades] [5343] --Excuse me, sir, Mr Bloom said beside them.
[Hades] [5347] --Your hat is a little crushed, Mr Bloom said pointing.
[Hades] [5361] They walked on towards the gates. Mr Bloom, chapfallen, drew
[Aeolus] [5415] --Just cut it out, will you? Mr Bloom said, and I'll take it round to the
[Aeolus] [5425] --I'll go through the printingworks, Mr Bloom said, taking the cut square.
[Aeolus] [5430] --Right, Mr Bloom said with a nod. I'll rub that in.
[Aeolus] [5439] Red Murray touched Mr Bloom's arm with the shears and whispered:
[Aeolus] [5443] Mr Bloom turned and saw the liveried porter raise his lettered cap as a
[Aeolus] [5460] --Or like Mario, Mr Bloom said.
[Aeolus] [5485] Mr Bloom said slowly:
[Aeolus] [5505] This morning the remains of the late Mr Patrick Dignam. Machines.
[Aeolus] [5514] Mr Bloom halted behind the foreman's spare body, admiring a glossy crown.
[Aeolus] [5524] Uncle Toby's page for tiny tots. Country bumpkin's queries. Dear Mr
[Aeolus] [5546] Mr Bloom stood in his way.
[Aeolus] [5553] --Mm, Mr Bloom said. Look sharp and you'll catch him.
[Aeolus] [5565] Mr Bloom laid his cutting on Mr Nannetti's desk.
[Aeolus] [5569] Mr Nannetti considered the cutting awhile and nodded.
[Aeolus] [5571] --He wants it in for July, Mr Bloom said.
[Aeolus] [5575] --But wait, Mr Bloom said. He wants it changed. Keyes, you see. He wants
[Aeolus] [5584] --Like that, Mr Bloom said, crossing his forefingers at the top.
[Aeolus] [5588] Mr Bloom, glancing sideways up from the cross he had made, saw the
[Aeolus] [5612] --The idea, Mr Bloom said, is the house of keys. You know, councillor,
[Aeolus] [5621] --I can get it, Mr Bloom said. It was in a Kilkenny paper. He has a house
[Aeolus] [5631] silently. Mr Bloom stood by, hearing the loud throbs of cranks, watching
[Aeolus] [5672] Mr Bloom took up his cutting. Time to get out.
[Aeolus] [5674] --Then I'll get the design, Mr Nannetti, he said, and you'll give it a
[Aeolus] [5715] Mr Bloom passed on out of the clanking noises through the gallery on
[Aeolus] [5749] Mr Dedalus, staring from the empty fireplace at Ned Lambert's
[Aeolus] [5764] --Changing his drink, Mr Dedalus said.
[Aeolus] [5770] --And Xenophon looked upon Marathon, Mr Dedalus said, looking again
[Aeolus] [5790] --What is it? Mr Bloom asked.
[Aeolus] [5799] --Whose land? Mr Bloom said simply.
[Aeolus] [5804] --Dan Dawson's land Mr Dedalus said.
[Aeolus] [5806] --Is it his speech last night? Mr Bloom asked.
[Aeolus] [5812] The doorknob hit Mr Bloom in the small of the back as the door was
[Aeolus] [5817] Mr Bloom moved nimbly aside.
[Aeolus] [5874] --Bathe his lips, Mr Dedalus said. Blessed and eternal God! Yes? Is he
[Aeolus] [5892] --O! Mr Dedalus cried, giving vent to a hopeless groan. Shite and onions!
[Aeolus] [5925] --Come, Ned, Mr Dedalus said, putting on his hat. I must get a drink
[Aeolus] [5930] --Quite right too, Mr Dedalus said, going out. Come on, Ned.
[Aeolus] [5933] towards Mr Bloom's face, shadowed by a smile.
[Aeolus] [5970] Mr Bloom, seeing the coast clear, made for the inner door.
[Aeolus] [5972] --Just a moment, Mr Crawford, he said. I just want to phone about an ad.
[Aeolus] [6033] --Yes, EVENING TELEGRAPH here, Mr Bloom phoned from the inner office. Is
[Aeolus] [6047] --My fault, Mr Bloom said, suffering his grip. Are you hurt? I'm in a
[Aeolus] [6056] --Sorry, Mr Bloom said.
[Aeolus] [6071] --I'm just running round to Bachelor's walk, Mr Bloom said, about this ad
[Aeolus] [6080] --Back in no time, Mr Bloom said, hurrying out.
[Aeolus] [6095] Both smiled over the crossblind at the file of capering newsboys in Mr
[Aeolus] [6193] Mr O'Madden Burke, tall in copious grey of Donegal tweed, came in
[Aeolus] [6198] --I escort a suppliant, Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously. Youth led by
[Aeolus] [6219] --Mr Garrett Deasy, Stephen said.
[Aeolus] [6239] --Good day, sir, Stephen answered blushing. The letter is not mine. Mr
[Aeolus] [6302] --They went forth to battle, Mr O'Madden Burke said greyly, but they
[Aeolus] [6331] --Opera? Mr O'Madden Burke's sphinx face reriddled.
[Aeolus] [6338] He poked Mr O'Madden Burke mildly in the spleen. Mr O'Madden Burke
[Aeolus] [6347] Stephen's and Mr O'Madden Burke's loose ties.
[Aeolus] [6369] --And Madam Bloom, Mr O'Madden Burke added. The vocal muse. Dublin's
[Aeolus] [6393] --We can all supply mental pabulum, Mr O'Madden Burke said.
[Aeolus] [6422] --Skin-the-Goat, Mr O'Madden Burke said. Fitzharris. He has that
[Aeolus] [6513] --Clamn dever, Lenehan said to Mr O'Madden Burke.
[Aeolus] [6515] --Very smart, Mr O'Madden Burke said.
[Aeolus] [6557] --Speak up for yourself, Mr O'Madden Burke said.
[Aeolus] [6644] --The divine afflatus, Mr O'Madden Burke said.
[Aeolus] [6673] society. Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, the present lord justice of appeal, had
[Aeolus] [6808] --You take my breath away. It is not perchance a French compliment? Mr
[Aeolus] [6821] Mr O'Madden Burke, following close, said with an ally's lunge of his
[Aeolus] [6935] Mr Bloom, breathless, caught in a whirl of wild newsboys near the
[Aeolus] [6938] --Mr Crawford! A moment!
[Aeolus] [6944] A newsboy cried in Mr Bloom's face:
[Aeolus] [6953] --Just this ad, Mr Bloom said, pushing through towards the steps,
[Aeolus] [6954] puffing, and taking the cutting from his pocket. I spoke with Mr Keyes
[Aeolus] [6961] just a little puff. What will I tell him, Mr Crawford?
[Aeolus] [6977] --Well, Mr Bloom said, his eyes returning, if I can get the design I
[Aeolus] [6988] While Mr Bloom stood weighing the point and about to smile he strode
[Aeolus] [7048] He gave a sudden loud young laugh as a close. Lenehan and Mr O'Madden
[Lestrygonians] [7141] fumes of Graham Lemon's, placed a throwaway in a hand of Mr Bloom.
[Lestrygonians] [7281] Mr Bloom moved forward, raising his troubled eyes. Think no more about
[Lestrygonians] [7288] Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two windows of the ballastoffice. She's
[Lestrygonians] [7387] --O, Mr Bloom, how do you do?
[Lestrygonians] [7393] --In the pink, Mr Bloom said gaily. Milly has a position down in
[Lestrygonians] [7407] --No, Mr Bloom said. I have just come from a funeral.
[Lestrygonians] [7416] --Dignam, Mr Bloom said. An old friend of mine. He died quite suddenly,
[Lestrygonians] [7439] poured out from Harrison's. The heavy noonreek tickled the top of Mr
[Lestrygonians] [7459] --What? Mr Bloom asked.
[Lestrygonians] [7469] --The ace of spades! Mr Bloom said.
[Lestrygonians] [7475] --What is it? Mr Bloom asked, taking the card. U.P.?
[Lestrygonians] [7480] --Indeed it is, Mr Bloom said.
[Lestrygonians] [7484] --And now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. He's going to take an
[Lestrygonians] [7504] --Do you ever see anything of Mrs Beaufoy? Mr Bloom asked.
[Lestrygonians] [7516] --O, Mr Bloom said. I'm sorry to hear that.
[Lestrygonians] [7521] ---O, Mr Bloom said.
[Lestrygonians] [7533] Mr Bloom touched her funnybone gently, warning her:
[Lestrygonians] [7542] --Watch him, Mr Bloom said. He always walks outside the lampposts. Watch!
[Lestrygonians] [7546] --His name is Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, Mr
[Lestrygonians] [7557] --I will, Mr Bloom said.
[Lestrygonians] [7567] Mr Bloom walked on again easily, seeing ahead of him in sunlight the
[Lestrygonians] [7586] the approval of the eminent poet A. E. (Mr Geo. Russell). No time to do
[Lestrygonians] [7812] They passed from behind Mr Bloom along the curbstone. Beard and
[Lestrygonians] [7817] poet, Mr Geo. Russell. That might be Lizzie Twigg with him. A. E.: what
[Lestrygonians] [7900] Mr Bloom, quickbreathing, slowlier walking passed Adam court.
[Lestrygonians] [8033] Mr Bloom raised two fingers doubtfully to his lips. His eyes said:
[Lestrygonians] [8106] THE REVEREND MR MACTRIGGER. With it an abode of bliss. Lord knows what
[Lestrygonians] [8149] Mr Bloom cut his sandwich into slender strips. MR MACTRIGGER. Easier
[Lestrygonians] [8167] A warm shock of air heat of mustard hanched on Mr Bloom's heart.
[Lestrygonians] [8205] --I'm off that, Mr Flynn, Davy Byrne answered. I never put anything on a
[Lestrygonians] [8210] Mr Bloom ate his strips of sandwich, fresh clean bread, with relish of
[Lestrygonians] [8244] Mr Bloom, champing, standing, looked upon his sigh. Nosey
[Lestrygonians] [8435] --Day, Mr Byrne.
[Lestrygonians] [8456] --Would I trouble you for a glass of fresh water, Mr Byrne? he said.
[Lestrygonians] [8485] Mr Bloom on his way out raised three fingers in greeting.
[Lestrygonians] [8493] --Prrwht! Paddy Leonard said with scorn. Mr Byrne, sir, we'll take two of
[Lestrygonians] [8500] Mr Bloom walked towards Dawson street, his tongue brushing his teeth
[Lestrygonians] [8506] having fully digested the contents. First sweet then savoury. Mr Bloom
[Lestrygonians] [8559] Mr Bloom turned at Gray's confectioner's window of unbought tarts and
[Lestrygonians] [8569] --Do you want to cross? Mr Bloom asked.
[Lestrygonians] [8574] --You're in Dawson street, Mr Bloom said. Molesworth street is opposite.
[Lestrygonians] [8577] The cane moved out trembling to the left. Mr Bloom's eye followed its
[Lestrygonians] [8582] --There's a van there, Mr Bloom said, but it's not moving. I'll see you
[Lestrygonians] [8587] --Come, Mr Bloom said.
[Lestrygonians] [8614] Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a flatcut suit of herringbone
[Lestrygonians] [8689] Mr Bloom came to Kildare street. First I must. Library.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8845] Mr Best entered, tall, young, mild, light. He bore in his hand with grace
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8867] Mr Best came forward, amiable, towards his colleague.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8898] From these words Mr Best turned an unoffending face to Stephen.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8934] camp sung by Mr Swinburne.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8944] --He will have it that HAMLET is a ghoststory, John Eglinton said for Mr
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9016] Mr Best's face, appealed to, agreed.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9099] --But Ann Hathaway? Mr Best's quiet voice said forgetfully. Yes, we seem
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9128] --Ryefield, Mr Best said brightly, gladly, raising his new book, gladly,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9150] --Piper! Mr Best piped. Is Piper back?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9172] friendly and earnest. Mr Russell, rumour has it, is gathering together a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9206] --Thank you very much, Mr Russell, Stephen said, rising. If you will be
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9207] so kind as to give the letter to Mr Norman ...
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9224] --Mr Dedalus, your views are most illuminating.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9271] --But HAMLET is so personal, isn't it? Mr Best pleaded. I mean, a kind of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9304] --Yes, Mr Best said youngly. I feel Hamlet quite young. The bitterness
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9350] --Mr Brandes accepts it, Stephen said, as the first play of the closing
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9353] --Does he? What does Mr Sidney Lee, or Mr Simon Lazarus as some aver his
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9361] --The art of being a grandfather, Mr Best gan murmur. L'ART D'ETRE GRAND
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9377] --I hope Mr Dedalus will work out his theory for the enlightenment of the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9378] public. And we ought to mention another Irish commentator, Mr George
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9379] Bernard Shaw. Nor should we forget Mr Frank Harris. His articles on
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9392] --That may be too, Stephen said. There's a saying of Goethe's which Mr
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9461] Mr Mulligan, I'll be bound, has his theory too of the play and of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9475] Mr Best turned to him.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9489] --The most brilliant of all is that story of Wilde's, Mr Best said,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9490] lifting his brilliant notebook. That PORTRAIT OF MR W. H. where he proves
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9495] Or Hughie Wills? Mr William Himself. W. H.: who am I?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9497] --I mean, for Willie Hughes, Mr Best said, amending his gloss easily. Of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9576] --Mr Lyster, an attendant said from the door ajar.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9578] -- ... in which everyone can find his own. So Mr Justice Madden in his
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9632] --We want to hear more, John Eglinton decided with Mr Best's approval. We
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9764] from that of the new Viennese school Mr Magee spoke of, likens it in his
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9780] --Gentle Will is being roughly handled, gentle Mr Best said gently.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9816] him. Visits him here on quarter days. Mr Magee, sir, there's a gentleman
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9882] as Mr Magee understands her, abhors perfection.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9976] --What is that, Mr Dedalus? the quaker librarian asked. Was it a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9997] Mr Best eagerquietly lifted his book to say:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10016] --Mr Lyster! Father Dineen wants ...
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10137] --Those who are married, Mr Best, douce herald, said, all save one, shall
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10151] --Are you going to write it? Mr Best asked. You ought to make it a
[Wandering Rocks] [10401] see. Mr Cunningham's letter. Yes. Oblige him, if possible. Good practical
[Wandering Rocks] [10415] sunnywinking leaves: and towards him came the wife of Mr David Sheehy
[Wandering Rocks] [10423] And Mr Sheehy himself? Still in London. The house was still sitting, to be
[Wandering Rocks] [10428] Father Conmee was very glad to see the wife of Mr David Sheehy
[Wandering Rocks] [10429] M.P. Iooking so well and he begged to be remembered to Mr David Sheehy
[Wandering Rocks] [10472] Mr Denis J Maginni, professor of dancing &c, in silk hat, slate
[Wandering Rocks] [10511] saluted by Mr William Gallagher who stood in the doorway of his shop.
[Wandering Rocks] [10512] Father Conmee saluted Mr William Gallagher and perceived the odours
[Wandering Rocks] [10581] From the hoardings Mr Eugene Stratton grimaced with thick niggerlips at
[Wandering Rocks] [10680] --That's a fine day, Mr Kelleher.
[Wandering Rocks] [10711] J. J. O'Molloy's white careworn face was told that Mr Lambert was
[Wandering Rocks] [10974] --Mr Boylan! Hello! That gentleman from SPORT was in looking for you.
[Wandering Rocks] [10975] Mr Lenehan, yes. He said he'll be in the Ormond at four. No, sir. Yes,
[Wandering Rocks] [11024] --I'm deeply obliged, Mr Lambert, the clergyman said. I won't trespass on
[Wandering Rocks] [11030] --Yes, yes. Good afternoon, Mr Lambert. Very pleased to have met you.
[Wandering Rocks] [11269] Mr Bloom turned over idly pages of THE AWFUL DISCLOSURES OF MARIA
[Wandering Rocks] [11290] and gay apparel of Mr Denis J Maginni, professor of dancing &c.
[Wandering Rocks] [11292] Mr Bloom, alone, looked at the titles. FAIR TYRANTS by James Lovebirch.
[Wandering Rocks] [11320] Mr Bloom read again: THE BEAUTIFUL WOMAN.
[Wandering Rocks] [11344] Mr Bloom beheld it.
[Wandering Rocks] [11374] Mr Dedalus, tugging a long moustache, came round from Williams's
[Wandering Rocks] [11379] --Stand up straight for the love of the lord Jesus, Mr Dedalus said. Are
[Wandering Rocks] [11383] Dilly shrugged her shoulders. Mr Dedalus placed his hands on them
[Wandering Rocks] [11394] Mr Dedalus drew himself upright and tugged again at his moustache.
[Wandering Rocks] [11398] --Where would I get money? Mr Dedalus said. There is no-one in Dublin
[Wandering Rocks] [11403] --How do you know that? Mr Dedalus asked, his tongue in his cheek.
[Wandering Rocks] [11405] Mr Kernan, pleased with the order he had booked, walked boldly
[Wandering Rocks] [11410] --I was not, then, Mr Dedalus said, smiling. Was it the little nuns
[Wandering Rocks] [11419] --Wait awhile, Mr Dedalus said threateningly. You're like the rest of
[Wandering Rocks] [11433] --Curse your bloody blatant soul, Mr Dedalus cried, turning on him.
[Wandering Rocks] [11440] Mr Dedalus stared at him.
[Wandering Rocks] [11446] --I'm going to show you a little trick, Mr Dedalus said. I'll leave you
[Wandering Rocks] [11455] Mr Dedalus thought and nodded.
[Wandering Rocks] [11462] --Here, Mr Dedalus said, handing her two pennies. Get a glass of milk for
[Wandering Rocks] [11474] Mr Dedalus amid the din walked off, murmuring to himself with a
[Wandering Rocks] [11484] From the sundial towards James's gate walked Mr Kernan, pleased with the
[Wandering Rocks] [11486] past Shackleton's offices. Got round him all right. How do you do, Mr
[Wandering Rocks] [11491] gin, Mr Crimmins. A small gin, sir. Yes, sir. Terrible affair that
[Wandering Rocks] [11497] boat like that ... Now, you're talking straight, Mr Crimmins. You know
[Wandering Rocks] [11513] --Hello, Bob, old man, Mr Dedalus answered, stopping.
[Wandering Rocks] [11515] Mr Kernan halted and preened himself before the sloping mirror of Peter
[Wandering Rocks] [11524] Gentleman. And now, Mr Crimmins, may we have the honour of your custom
[Wandering Rocks] [11532] Mr Kernan glanced in farewell at his image. High colour, of course.
[Wandering Rocks] [11555] Mr Kernan turned and walked down the slope of Watling street by the
[Wandering Rocks] [11565] Mr Kernan approached Island street.
[Wandering Rocks] [11589] Mr Kernan hurried forward, blowing pursily.
[Wandering Rocks] [11718] --Hello, Bob, old man, Mr Dedalus answered, stopping.
[Wandering Rocks] [11723] --What's the best news? Mr Dedalus said.
[Wandering Rocks] [11728] --Jolly, Mr Dedalus said. Who is it?
[Wandering Rocks] [11732] --With a broken back, is it? Mr Dedalus asked.
[Wandering Rocks] [11741] --I know, Mr Dedalus said, nodding. Poor old bockedy Ben! He's always
[Wandering Rocks] [11752] As he came near Mr Dedalus greeted:
[Wandering Rocks] [11758] Mr Dedalus eyed with cold wandering scorn various points of Ben Dollard's
[Wandering Rocks] [11768] points of which Mr Dedalus flicked fluff, saying:
[Wandering Rocks] [11785] --That's the style, Mr Dedalus said, nodding to its drone.
[Wandering Rocks] [11822] --That's right, Father Cowley said. The reverend Mr Love. He's a minister
[Wandering Rocks] [11830] --Filberts I believe they were, Mr Dedalus said, as he dropped his
[Wandering Rocks] [11853] --You could try our friend, Mr Power suggested backward.
[Wandering Rocks] [11871] --Without a second word either, Mr Power said.
[Wandering Rocks] [11881] --There's Jimmy Henry, Mr Power said, just heading for Kavanagh's.
[Wandering Rocks] [11888] John Wyse Nolan fell back with Mr Power, while Martin Cunningham took the
[Wandering Rocks] [11893] Nolan told Mr Power.
[Wandering Rocks] [11905] --Good day, Mr Subsheriff, Martin Cunningham said, as all halted and
[Wandering Rocks] [11942] With John Wyse Nolan Mr Power followed them in.
[Wandering Rocks] [11944] --Decent little soul he was, Mr Power said to the stalwart back of long
[Wandering Rocks] [12062] stickumbrelladustcoat dangling, shunned the lamp before Mr Law Smith's
[Wandering Rocks] [12067] Mr Lewis Werner's cheerful windows, then turned and strode back along
[Wandering Rocks] [12079] As he strode past Mr Bloom's dental windows the sway of his
[Wandering Rocks] [12148] tongue and his teeth trying to say it better. Poor pa. That was Mr Dignam,
[Wandering Rocks] [12164] the metropolis. At Bloody bridge Mr Thomas Kernan beyond the river
[Wandering Rocks] [12166] Dudley's viceregal carriages passed and were unsaluted by Mr Dudley
[Wandering Rocks] [12181] On Ormond quay Mr Simon Dedalus, steering his way from the greenhouse
[Wandering Rocks] [12183] hat low. His Excellency graciously returned Mr Dedalus' greeting. From
[Wandering Rocks] [12221] Pigott's music warerooms Mr Denis J Maginni, professor of dancing &c,
[Wandering Rocks] [12250] fierce eyeglass across the carriages at the head of Mr M. E. Solomons in
[Wandering Rocks] [12261] viceroy's path. At the Royal Canal bridge, from his hoarding, Mr Eugene
[Sirens] [12609] Into their bar strolled Mr Dedalus. Chips, picking chips off one of his
[Sirens] [12625] --That was exceedingly naughty of you, Mr Dedalus told her and pressed
[Sirens] [12649] whisky from her crystal keg. Forth from the skirt of his coat Mr Dedalus
[Sirens] [12666] --Was Mr Lidwell in today?
[Sirens] [12668] In came Lenehan. Round him peered Lenehan. Mr Bloom reached Essex bridge.
[Sirens] [12669] Yes, Mr Bloom crossed bridge of Yessex. To Martha I must write. Buy paper.
[Sirens] [12676] --Was Mr Boylan looking for me?
[Sirens] [12680] --Miss Kennedy, was Mr Boylan in while I was upstairs?
[Sirens] [12709] He greeted Mr Dedalus and got a nod.
[Sirens] [12713] --Who may he be? Mr Dedalus asked.
[Sirens] [12721] Mr Dedalus, famous father, laid by his dry filled pipe.
[Sirens] [12740] After an interval Mr Dedalus raised his grog and
[Sirens] [12759] --Is that a fact? Mr Dedalus said.
[Sirens] [13010] --How do you do, Mr Dollard?
[Sirens] [13017] Sighing Mr Dedalus came through the saloon, a finger soothing an
[Sirens] [13028] --What's that? Mr Dedalus said. I was only vamping, man.
[Sirens] [13045] --Love and War, Ben, Mr Dedalus said. God be with old times.
[Sirens] [13061] --A symposium all his own, Mr Dedalus said. The devil wouldn't stop him.
[Sirens] [13070] --Our friend Bloom turned in handy that night, Mr Dedalus said. Where's
[Sirens] [13093] Mr Dedalus wandered back, pipe in hand.
[Sirens] [13099] --Ay, ay, Mr Dedalus nodded. Mrs Marion Bloom has left off clothes of all
[Sirens] [13123] Mr Dedalus struck, whizzed, lit, puffed savoury puff after
[Sirens] [13166] --Sure, you'd burst the tympanum of her ear, man, Mr Dedalus said
[Sirens] [13203] --Your friends are inside, Mr Lidwell.
[Sirens] [13227] --Ah, I couldn't, man, Mr Dedalus said, shy, listless.
[Sirens] [13255] Mr Dedalus laid his pipe to rest beside the tuningfork and, sitting,
[Sirens] [13513] Goulding, a flush struggling in his pale, told Mr Bloom, face of the
[Sirens] [13516] He, Mr Bloom, listened while he, Richie Goulding, told him, Mr
[Sirens] [13569] --Yes, Mr Bloom said, teasing the curling catgut line. It certainly is.
[Sirens] [13600] It was the only language Mr Dedalus said to Ben. He heard them as a
[Sirens] [13647] --Yes, Mr Bloom said. Town traveller. Nothing doing, I expect.
[Sirens] [13746] No, she was not so lonely archly miss Douce's head let Mr Lidwell know.
[Sirens] [13796] --Ay do, Ben, Mr Dedalus said. Good men and true.
[Sirens] [14027] --Ben machree, said Mr Dedalus, clapping Ben's fat back shoulderblade.
[Sirens] [14042] --Mr Dollard, they murmured low.
[Sirens] [14053] Yes, her lips said more loudly, Mr Dollard. He sang that song lovely,
[Sirens] [14054] murmured Mina. Mr Dollard. And THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER was a lovely
[Sirens] [14092] --Was he? Mr Dedalus said, returning with fetched pipe. I was with him
[Sirens] [14119] --Very, Mr Dedalus said, staring hard at a headless sardine.
[Sirens] [14162] day along the quay towards Mr Bloom. When first he saw that form
[Sirens] [14172] Leopold dear Henry Flower earnestly Mr Leopold Bloom envisaged
[Cyclops] [14709] ON. It was ascertained that the reference was to Mr Cornelius Kelleher,
[Cyclops] [15324] --That's too bad, says Bloom. I wanted particularly. Perhaps only Mr Field
[Cyclops] [15331] Mr Cowe Conacre (Multifarnham. Nat.): Arising out of the question of my
[Cyclops] [15337] Mr Allfours (Tamoshant. Con.): Honourable members are already in
[Cyclops] [15342] Mr Orelli O'Reilly (Montenotte. Nat.): Have similar orders been issued for
[Cyclops] [15346] Mr Allfours: The answer is in the negative.
[Cyclops] [15348] Mr Cowe Conacre: Has the right honourable gentleman's famous
[Cyclops] [15352] Mr Allfours: I must have notice of that question.
[Cyclops] [15354] Mr Staylewit (Buncombe. Ind.): Don't hesitate to shoot.
[Cyclops] [15397] tongue, Mr Joseph M'Carthy Hynes, made an eloquent appeal for
[Cyclops] [15514] Whatwhat. I called about the poor and water rate, Mr Boylan. You what?
[Cyclops] [15515] The water rate, Mr Boylan. You whatwhat? That's the bucko that'll
[Cyclops] [15715] would just say a word to Mr Crawford. And so Joe swore high and holy by
[Cyclops] [15820] --Who won, Mr Lenehan? says Terry.
[Cyclops] [15830] --I had half a crown myself, says Terry, on ZINFANDEL that Mr Flynn gave
[Cyclops] [15914] hollyberries, mistletoe sprigs and quicken shoots. Mr and Mrs Wyse
[Cyclops] [16194] Jumbo, the elephant, loves Alice, the elephant. Old Mr Verschoyle with the
[Cyclops] [16308] mouseabout. Mr Bloom with his argol bargol. And his old fellow before him
[Cyclops] [16713] respected clerk of the crown and peace Mr George Fottrell and a silk
[Nausicaa] [17129] MOON HATH RAISED with Mr Dignam that died suddenly and was buried, God
[Nausicaa] [17131] Charley was home on his holidays and Tom and Mr Dignam and Mrs and
[Nausicaa] [17148] never forgot every fortnight the chlorate of lime Mr Tunney the grocer's
[Nausicaa] [17442] As for Mr Reggy with his swank and his bit of money she could just
[Nausicaa] [17650] Mr Bloom watched her as she limped away. Poor girl! That's why she's left
[Nausicaa] [17695] Mr Right comes along, then meet once in a blue moon. TABLEAU! O, look
[Nausicaa] [17737] Mr Bloom with careful hand recomposed his wet shirt. O Lord, that little
[Nausicaa] [17946] Mr Bloom inserted his nose. Hm. Into the. Hm. Opening of his
[Nausicaa] [17966] THE MYSTERY MAN ON THE BEACH, prize titbit story by Mr Leopold Bloom.
[Nausicaa] [18098] Kish bank the anchored lightship twinkled, winked at Mr Bloom.
[Nausicaa] [18168] Mr Bloom stooped and turned over a piece of paper on the strand. He
[Nausicaa] [18180] Mr Bloom with his stick gently vexed the thick sand at his foot. Write
[Nausicaa] [18195] Mr Bloom effaced the letters with his slow boot. Hopeless thing sand.
[Nausicaa] [18219] A bat flew. Here. There. Here. Far in the grey a bell chimed. Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [18759] blind fancy, Mr Cavil and Mr Sometimes Godly, Mr Ape Swillale, Mr False
[Oxen of the Sun] [18760] Franklin, Mr Dainty Dixon, Young Boasthard and Mr Cautious Calmer.
[Oxen of the Sun] [18787] against the Rt. Hon. Mr Justice Fitzgibbon's door (that is to sit with Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [18789] gentleman that had but come from Mr Moore's the writer's (that was a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18818] come for a prognostication of Malachi's almanac (and I hear that Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [18863] says Mr Leopold with his hands across, that was earnest to know the drift
[Oxen of the Sun] [18868] Mr Joseph Cuffe, a worthy salesmaster that drove his trade for live stock
[Oxen of the Sun] [18869] and meadow auctions hard by Mr Gavin Low's yard in Prussia street. I
[Oxen of the Sun] [18871] tongue. Mr Stephen, a little moved but very handsomely told him no such
[Oxen of the Sun] [18875] of physic to take the bull by the horns. Come, come, says Mr Vincent,
[Oxen of the Sun] [18878] says Mr Stephen, and he sent the ale purling about, an Irish bull in an
[Oxen of the Sun] [18879] English chinashop. I conceive you, says Mr Dixon. It is that same bull
[Oxen of the Sun] [18881] of them all, with an emerald ring in his nose. True for you, says Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [18887] What for that, says Mr Dixon, but before he came over farmer Nicholas
[Oxen of the Sun] [18892] blessing stood him friend, says Mr Vincent, for to make up he taught him
[Oxen of the Sun] [18912] Harry, Green is the grass that grows on the ground. And, says Mr Dixon,
[Oxen of the Sun] [18917] lord Harry's orders. There was bad blood between them at first, says Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [18922] evening, says Mr Dixon, when the lord Harry was cleaning his royal pelt
[Oxen of the Sun] [18929] show. After that, says Mr Vincent, the lord Harry put his head into a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18939] and a shirt. They were, says Mr Stephen, and the end was that the men of
[Oxen of the Sun] [18947] occasion, says Mr Vincent, of the composing by a boatswain of that
[Oxen of the Sun] [18955] Our worthy acquaintance Mr Malachi Mulligan now appeared in the doorway
[Oxen of the Sun] [18959] cornetcy in the fencibles and list for the wars. Mr Mulligan was civil
[Oxen of the Sun] [18963] which he had had printed that day at Mr Quinnell's bearing a legend
[Oxen of the Sun] [18964] printed in fair italics: MR MALACHI MULLIGAN. FERTILISER AND INCUBATOR.
[Oxen of the Sun] [18969] let us hear of it, good my friend, said Mr Dixon. I make no doubt it
[Oxen of the Sun] [18971] standing. Mr Mulligan accepted of the invitation and, expatiating upon
[Oxen of the Sun] [19002] After this homily which he delivered with much warmth of asseveration Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [19005] all their mending their pace had taken water, as might be observed by Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [19008] won hearty eulogies from all though Mr Dixon of Mary's excepted to it,
[Oxen of the Sun] [19010] Newcastle. Mr Mulligan however made court to the scholarly by an apt
[Oxen of the Sun] [19026] nearest neighbour. Mr Mulligan, now perceiving the table, asked for whom
[Oxen of the Sun] [19033] to know if her happiness had yet taken place. Mr Dixon, to turn the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19034] table, took on to ask of Mr Mulligan himself whether his incipient
[Oxen of the Sun] [19037] noted physician, Mr Austin Meldon, to a wolf in the stomach. For answer
[Oxen of the Sun] [19038] Mr Mulligan, in a gale of laughter at his smalls, smote himself bravely
[Oxen of the Sun] [19112] having spoken a few words in a low tone to young Mr Dixon, retired with a
[Oxen of the Sun] [19119] What, you dog? Have you a way with them? Gad's bud, immensely so, said Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [19158] To revert to Mr Bloom who, after his first entry, had been conscious of
[Oxen of the Sun] [19166] spoke in their behalf. But the word of Mr Costello was an unwelcome
[Oxen of the Sun] [19172] desiderated by the late ingenious Mr Darwin. It was now for more than the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19202] acquaint you, said Mr Crotthers, clapping on the table so as to evoke a
[Oxen of the Sun] [19245] of the grazing lands his peevish asperity is notorious and in Mr Cuffe's
[Oxen of the Sun] [19272] broke out at once into a strife of tongues. In vain the voice of Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [19280] the impassioned plea of Mr Advocate Bushe which secured the acquittal of
[Oxen of the Sun] [19284] congestion, the agnathia of certain chinless Chinamen (cited by Mr
[Oxen of the Sun] [19320] allocution from Mr Candidate Mulligan in that vein of pleasantry which
[Oxen of the Sun] [19323] argument having arisen between Mr Delegate Madden and Mr Candidate Lynch
[Oxen of the Sun] [19326] was referred to Mr Canvasser Bloom for instant submittal to Mr Coadjutor
[Oxen of the Sun] [19561] transcendentalism to which Mr S. Dedalus' (Div. Scep.) contentions would
[Oxen of the Sun] [19568] Mr L. Bloom (Pubb. Canv.) regarding the future determination of sex. Must
[Oxen of the Sun] [19580] we all die in different ways. Mr M. Mulligan (Hyg. et Eug. Doc.) blames
[Oxen of the Sun] [19594] the intervening months in a most enjoyable manner. Mr J. Crotthers (Disc.
[Oxen of the Sun] [19606] suggestion is that thrown out by Mr V. Lynch (Bacc. Arith.) that both
[Oxen of the Sun] [19625] Mr S. Dedalus' (Div. Scep.) remark (or should it be called an
[Oxen of the Sun] [19640] dropped from its mother. In a recent public controversy with Mr L. Bloom
[Oxen of the Sun] [19677] christened Mortimer Edward after the influential third cousin of Mr
[Circe] [20388] MRS BREEN: Mr ...
[Circe] [20393] MRS BREEN: Mr Bloom! You down here in the haunts of sin! I caught you
[Circe] [20870] agent Mr J. B. Pinker is in attendance. I presume, my lord, we shall
[Circe] [21062] Mr Wisdom Hely J. P. My old chief Joe Cuffe. Mr V. B. Dillon, ex lord
[Circe] [21236] be taken, Mr Subsheriff, from the dock where he now stands and detained
[Circe] [21302] PADDY DIGNAM: (EARNESTLY) Once I was in the employ of Mr J. H. Menton,
[Circe] [21873] THE MOB: Lynch him! Roast him! He's as bad as Parnell was. Mr Fox!
[Circe] [22364] OF HIS VOICE, HIS ARMS UPLIFTED) Big Brother up there, Mr President, you
[Circe] [22366] strong in you, Mr President. I certainly am thinking now Miss Higgins and
[Circe] [22369] just now as I done seed you. Mr President, you come long and help me save
[Circe] [22370] our sisters dear. (HE WINKS AT HIS AUDIENCE) Our Mr President, he twig
[Circe] [23082] FLORRY: (HIDING HER WITH HER GOWN) She didn't mean it, Mr Bello. She'll
[Circe] [23085] KITTY: Don't be too hard on her, Mr Bello. Sure you won't, ma'amsir.
[Circe] [23209] by lieutenant Smythe-Smythe, Mr Philip Augustus Blockwell M. P., signor
[Circe] [23430] LOUD PHLEGMY LAUGH) We'll manure you, Mr Flower! (HE PIPES SCOFFINGLY)
[Circe] [23908] FLORRY: (NODS) Mr Lambe from London.
[Circe] [25096] THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: To the devil which hath made glad my young
[Circe] [25223] SECOND WATCH: Night, Mr Kelleher.
[Circe] [25248] SECOND WATCH: All right, Mr Kelleher. Good night.
[Circe] [25343] BLOOM: Eh! Ho! (THERE IS NO ANSWER; HE BENDS AGAIN) Mr Dedalus! (THERE IS
[Eumeus] [25399] Preparatory to anything else Mr Bloom brushed off the greater bulk of the
[Eumeus] [25403] unsteady and on his expressed desire for some beverage to drink Mr Bloom
[Eumeus] [25427] quarter of an inch when Mr Bloom, who was anything but a professional
[Eumeus] [25435] direction of Amiens street railway terminus, Mr Bloom being handicapped
[Eumeus] [25463] perfectly sober companion Mr Bloom who at all events was in complete
[Eumeus] [25476] court next day before Mr Tobias or, he being the solicitor rather, old
[Eumeus] [25480] in the service of the Crown and, as Mr Bloom put it, recalling a case or
[Eumeus] [25517] --Someone saluted you, Mr Bloom said.
[Eumeus] [25525] compliment. Mr Bloom actuated by motives of inherent delicacy inasmuch as
[Eumeus] [25569] school at Dalkey for a gentleman usher. Mr Garrett Deasy. Try it. You may
[Eumeus] [25631] Mr Bloom in the meanwhile kept dodging about in the vicinity of the
[Eumeus] [25651] The pair parted company and Stephen rejoined Mr Bloom who, with his
[Eumeus] [25659] At this intelligence, in which he seemingly evinced little interest, Mr
[Eumeus] [25672] --Needs! Mr Bloom ejaculated, professing not the least surprise at the
[Eumeus] [25684] --I met your respected father on a recent occasion, Mr Bloom
[Eumeus] [25692] --A gifted man, Mr Bloom said of Mr Dedalus senior, in more respects than
[Eumeus] [25714] --No, Mr Bloom repeated again, I wouldn't personally repose much trust in
[Eumeus] [25765] Mr Bloom and Stephen entered the cabman's shelter, an unpretentious
[Eumeus] [25777] --Now touching a cup of coffee, Mr Bloom ventured to plausibly suggest to
[Eumeus] [25787] floor. Mr Bloom, availing himself of the right of free speech, he having
[Eumeus] [25802] --Is that so? Mr Bloom asked. Of course, he subjoined pensively, at the
[Eumeus] [25810] beat a retreat to his counter, Mr Bloom determining to have a good square
[Eumeus] [25817] like names. Cicero, Podmore. Napoleon, Mr Goodbody. Jesus, Mr Doyle.
[Eumeus] [25820] --Yes, to be sure, Mr Bloom unaffectedly concurred. Of course. Our name
[Eumeus] [25829] Just in the nick of time Mr Bloom touched his companion's boot but
[Eumeus] [25843] Mr Bloom was all at sea for a moment, seeing the others evidently
[Eumeus] [25851] As for Mr Bloom he could neither make head or tail of the whole business
[Eumeus] [25884] A silence ensued till Mr Bloom for agreeableness' sake just felt like
[Eumeus] [25889] --Long ago? Mr Bloom pursued without flinching a hairsbreadth.
[Eumeus] [25896] --Curious coincidence, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen unobtrusively.
[Eumeus] [25909] Mr Bloom could easily picture his advent on this scene, the homecoming to
[Eumeus] [25997] Mr Bloom, without evincing surprise, unostentatiously turned over the
[Eumeus] [26118] Mr B. and Stephen, each in his own particular way, both instinctively
[Eumeus] [26128] natives CHOZA DE, another the seaman's discharge. Mr Bloom, so far as he
[Eumeus] [26140] --Have you seen the rock of Gibraltar? Mr Bloom inquired.
[Eumeus] [26145] --Ah, you've touched there too, Mr Bloom said, Europa point, thinking he
[Eumeus] [26150] --What year would that be about? Mr B interrogated. Can you recall the
[Eumeus] [26263] own with the object of bringing more grist to her mill. Mr Bloom,
[Eumeus] [26288] --It beats me, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen, medically I am speaking, how
[Eumeus] [26328] Mr Bloom thoroughly acquiesced in the general gist of this though the
[Eumeus] [26365] Faultfinding being a proverbially bad hat Mr Bloom thought well to stir
[Eumeus] [26399] Mr Bloom promptly did as suggested and removed the incriminated article,
[Eumeus] [26404] --Our mutual friend's stories are like himself, Mr Bloom APROPOS of
[Eumeus] [26477] --Quite so, Mr Bloom dittoed.
[Eumeus] [26484] --It's in the blood, Mr Bloom acceded at once. All are washed in the
[Eumeus] [26524] due left. While he was in the act of getting his bearings Mr Bloom who
[Eumeus] [26569] rock in Galway bay when the Galway harbour scheme was mooted by a Mr
[Eumeus] [26579] in seconds or thirds. Mr Bloom's sharp ears heard him then expectorate
[Eumeus] [26648] From inside information extending over a series of years Mr Bloom was
[Eumeus] [26696] shadow. So similarly he had a very shrewd suspicion that Mr Johnny Lever
[Eumeus] [26719] --Of course, Mr B. proceeded to stipulate, you must look at both sides of
[Eumeus] [26734] Yes, Mr Bloom thoroughly agreed, entirely endorsing the remark, that was
[Eumeus] [26803] --I would go a step farther, Mr Bloom insinuated.
[Eumeus] [26808] --What belongs, queried Mr Bloom bending, fancying he was perhaps under
[Eumeus] [26817] At this pertinent suggestion Mr Bloom, to change the subject, looked down
[Eumeus] [26822] sober state. Probably the homelife to which Mr B attached the utmost
[Eumeus] [26876] approaching the same luck as Mr Philip Beaufoy if taken down in writing
[Eumeus] [26894] disaster. Thousand lives lost. Foot and Mouth. Funeral of the late Mr
[Eumeus] [26900] --THIS MORNING (Hynes put it in of course) THE REMAINS OF THE LATE MR
[Eumeus] [26925] --It is. Really, Mr Bloom said (though first he fancied he alluded to the
[Eumeus] [26934] and fillies. Mr F. Alexander's THROWAWAY, b. h. by RIGHTAWAY, 5 yrs, 9 st
[Eumeus] [26935] 4 lbs (W. Lane) 1, lord Howard de Walden's ZINFANDEL (M. Cannon) z, Mr W.
[Eumeus] [26940] Walden's chestnut colt and Mr W. Bass's bay filly SCEPTRE on a 2 1/2 mile
[Eumeus] [27330] address, as Mr Algebra remarks PASSIM. At the same time he inwardly
[Eumeus] [27485] purchasing from Mr Arnold Dolmetsch, whom B. did not quite recall though
[Ithaca] [27871] engineer, Mr Spencer Harty, C. E., on the instructions of the waterworks
[Ithaca] [27878] their meter on the affirmation of the law agent of the corporation, Mr
[Ithaca] [28043] to the quantity subtracted for Mr Bloom's and Mrs Fleming's breakfasts,
[Ithaca] [28276] road opposite Mr Gavin Low's place of business where she had remained for
[Ithaca] [28344] Bloom (three times), by the reverend Mr Gilmer Johnston M. A., alone, in
[Ithaca] [29781] fashionable intelligence (Mr and Mrs Leopold Bloom have left Kingstown
[Ithaca] [29980] 1892, the name of the senders: from Mr + Mrs M. Comerford, the versicle:
[Penelope] [30713] talk about Mr Riordan here and Mr Riordan there I suppose he was glad to
[Penelope] [31226] been in Mr Cuffes still only for what he did then sending me to try and
[Penelope] [31701] brought me Sweets of Sin by a gentleman of fashion some other Mr de Kock
[Penelope] [31967] and Mr Cuffes and Drimmies either hes going to be run into prison over
[Penelope] [32005] course and thats the way his money goes this is the fruits of Mr Paddy
[Penelope] [32338] and Mr Stanhope and Hester and father and old captain Groves and the