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He
walked
southward
along
Westland
row
.
But
the
recipe
is
in
the
other
trousers
.
O
,
and
I
forgot
that
latchkey
too
.
Bore
this
funeral
affair
.
O
well
,
poor
fellow
,
it
’
s
not
his
fault
.
When
was
it
I
got
it
made
up
last
?
Wait
.
I
changed
a
sovereign
I
remember
.
First
of
the
month
it
must
have
been
or
the
second
.
O
,
he
can
look
it
up
in
the
prescriptions
book
.
The
chemist
turned
back
page
after
page
.
Sandy
shrivelled
smell
he
seems
to
have
.
Shrunken
skull
.
And
old
.
Quest
for
the
philosopher
’
s
stone
.
The
alchemists
.
Drugs
age
you
after
mental
excitement
.
Lethargy
then
.
Why
?
Reaction
.
A
lifetime
in
a
night
.
Gradually
changes
your
character
.
Living
all
the
day
among
herbs
,
ointments
,
disinfectants
.
All
his
alabaster
lilypots
.
Mortar
and
pestle
.
Aq
.
Dist
.
Fol
.
Laur
.
Te
Virid
.
Smell
almost
cure
you
like
the
dentist
’
s
doorbell
.
Doctor
Whack
.
He
ought
to
physic
himself
a
bit
.
Electuary
or
emulsion
.
The
first
fellow
that
picked
an
herb
to
cure
himself
had
a
bit
of
pluck
.
Simples
.
Want
to
be
careful
.
Enough
stuff
here
to
chloroform
you
.
Test
:
turns
blue
litmus
paper
red
.
Chloroform
.
Overdose
of
laudanum
.
Sleeping
draughts
.
Lovephiltres
.
Paragoric
poppysyrup
bad
for
cough
.
Clogs
the
pores
or
the
phlegm
.
Poisons
the
only
cures
.
Remedy
where
you
least
expect
it
.
Clever
of
nature
.
—
About
a
fortnight
ago
,
sir
?
—
Yes
,
Mr
Bloom
said
.
He
waited
by
the
counter
,
inhaling
slowly
the
keen
reek
of
drugs
,
the
dusty
dry
smell
of
sponges
and
loofahs
.
Lot
of
time
taken
up
telling
your
aches
and
pains
.
—
Sweet
almond
oil
and
tincture
of
benzoin
,
Mr
Bloom
said
,
and
then
orangeflower
water
.
.
.
It
certainly
did
make
her
skin
so
delicate
white
like
wax
.
—
And
white
wax
also
,
he
said
.
Brings
out
the
darkness
of
her
eyes
.
Looking
at
me
,
the
sheet
up
to
her
eyes
,
Spanish
,
smelling
herself
,
when
I
was
fixing
the
links
in
my
cuffs
.
Those
homely
recipes
are
often
the
best
:
strawberries
for
the
teeth
:
nettles
and
rainwater
:
oatmeal
they
say
steeped
in
buttermilk
.
Skinfood
.
One
of
the
old
queen
’
s
sons
,
duke
of
Albany
was
it
?
had
only
one
skin
.
Leopold
,
yes
.
Three
we
have
.
Warts
,
bunions
and
pimples
to
make
it
worse
.
But
you
want
a
perfume
too
.
What
perfume
does
your
?
Peau
d
’
Espagne
.
That
orangeflower
water
is
so
fresh
.
Nice
smell
these
soaps
have
.
Pure
curd
soap
.
Time
to
get
a
bath
round
the
corner
.
Hammam
.
Turkish
.
Massage
.
Dirt
gets
rolled
up
in
your
navel
.
Nicer
if
a
nice
girl
did
it
.
Also
I
think
I
.
Yes
I
.
Do
it
in
the
bath
.
Curious
longing
I
.
Water
to
water
.
Combine
business
with
pleasure
.
Pity
no
time
for
massage
.
Feel
fresh
then
all
the
day
.
Funeral
be
rather
glum
.
