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Martin
Cunningham
,
first
,
poked
his
silkhatted
head
into
the
creaking
carriage
and
,
entering
deftly
,
seated
himself
.
Mr
Power
stepped
in
after
him
,
curving
his
height
with
care
.
—
Come
on
,
Simon
.
—
After
you
,
Mr
Bloom
said
.
Mr
Dedalus
covered
himself
quickly
and
got
in
,
saying
:
—
Yes
,
yes
.
—
Are
we
all
here
now
?
Martin
Cunningham
asked
.
Come
along
,
Bloom
.
Mr
Bloom
entered
and
sat
in
the
vacant
place
.
He
pulled
the
door
to
after
him
and
slammed
it
twice
till
it
shut
tight
.
He
passed
an
arm
through
the
armstrap
and
looked
seriously
from
the
open
carriagewindow
at
the
lowered
blinds
of
the
avenue
.
One
dragged
aside
:
an
old
woman
peeping
.
Nose
whiteflattened
against
the
pane
.
Thanking
her
stars
she
was
passed
over
.
Extraordinary
the
interest
they
take
in
a
corpse
.
Glad
to
see
us
go
we
give
them
such
trouble
coming
.
Job
seems
to
suit
them
.
Huggermugger
in
corners
.
Slop
about
in
slipperslappers
for
fear
he
’
d
wake
.
Then
getting
it
ready
.
Laying
it
out
.
Molly
and
Mrs
Fleming
making
the
bed
.
Pull
it
more
to
your
side
.
Our
windingsheet
.
Never
know
who
will
touch
you
dead
.
Wash
and
shampoo
.
I
believe
they
clip
the
nails
and
the
hair
.
Keep
a
bit
in
an
envelope
.
Grows
all
the
same
after
.
Unclean
job
.
All
waited
.
Nothing
was
said
.
Stowing
in
the
wreaths
probably
.
I
am
sitting
on
something
hard
.
Ah
,
that
soap
:
in
my
hip
pocket
.
Better
shift
it
out
of
that
.
Wait
for
an
opportunity
.
All
waited
.
Then
wheels
were
heard
from
in
front
,
turning
:
then
nearer
:
then
horses
’
hoofs
.
A
jolt
.
Their
carriage
began
to
move
,
creaking
and
swaying
.
Other
hoofs
and
creaking
wheels
started
behind
.
The
blinds
of
the
avenue
passed
and
number
nine
with
its
craped
knocker
,
door
ajar
.
At
walking
pace
.
