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--
Bedad
I
am
,
said
the
little
old
man
.
I
have
two
bouncing
grandchildren
out
at
Sunday
's
Well
.
Now
,
then
!
What
age
do
you
think
I
am
?
And
I
remember
seeing
your
grandfather
in
his
red
coat
riding
out
to
hounds
.
That
was
before
you
were
born
.
--
Ay
,
or
thought
of
,
said
Mr
Dedalus
.
--
Bedad
I
did
,
repeated
the
little
old
man
.
And
,
more
than
that
,
I
can
remember
even
your
great-grandfather
,
old
John
Stephen
Dedalus
,
and
a
fierce
old
fire-eater
he
was
.
Now
,
then
!
There
's
a
memory
for
you
!
--
That
's
three
generations
--
four
generations
,
said
another
of
the
company
.
Why
,
Johnny
Cashman
,
you
must
be
nearing
the
century
.
--
Well
,
I
'll
tell
you
the
truth
,
said
the
little
old
man
.
I
'm
just
twenty-seven
years
of
age
.
--
We
're
as
old
as
we
feel
,
Johnny
,
said
Mr
Dedalus
.
And
just
finish
what
you
have
there
and
we
'll
have
another
.
Here
,
Tim
or
Tom
or
whatever
your
name
is
,
give
us
the
same
again
here
.
By
God
,
I
do
n't
feel
more
than
eighteen
myself
.
There
's
that
son
of
mine
there
not
half
my
age
and
I
'm
a
better
man
than
he
is
any
day
of
the
week
.
--
Draw
it
mild
now
,
Dedalus
.
I
think
it
's
time
for
you
to
take
a
back
seat
,
said
the
gentleman
who
had
spoken
before
.
--
No
,
by
God
!
asserted
Mr
Dedalus
.
I
'll
sing
a
tenor
song
against
him
or
I
'll
vault
a
five-barred
gate
against
him
or
I
'll
run
with
him
after
the
hounds
across
the
country
as
I
did
thirty
years
ago
along
with
the
Kerry
Boy
and
the
best
man
for
it
.
--
But
he
'll
beat
you
here
,
said
the
little
old
man
,
tapping
his
forehead
and
raising
his
glass
to
drain
it
.
