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Buck
Mulligan
swung
round
on
his
heel
.
—
O
,
an
impossible
person
!
he
exclaimed
.
He
walked
off
quickly
round
the
parapet
.
Stephen
stood
at
his
post
,
gazing
over
the
calm
sea
towards
the
headland
.
Sea
and
headland
now
grew
dim
.
Pulses
were
beating
in
his
eyes
,
veiling
their
sight
,
and
he
felt
the
fever
of
his
cheeks
.
A
voice
within
the
tower
called
loudly
:
—
Are
you
up
there
,
Mulligan
?
—
I
’
m
coming
,
Buck
Mulligan
answered
.
He
turned
towards
Stephen
and
said
:
—
Look
at
the
sea
.
What
does
it
care
about
offences
?
Chuck
Loyola
,
Kinch
,
and
come
on
down
.
The
Sassenach
wants
his
morning
rashers
.
His
head
halted
again
for
a
moment
at
the
top
of
the
staircase
,
level
with
the
roof
:
