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Byproducts
of
the
slaughterhouses
for
tanneries
,
soap
,
margarine
.
Wonder
if
that
dodge
works
now
getting
dicky
meat
off
the
train
at
Clonsilla
.
The
carriage
moved
on
through
the
drove
.
—
I
can
’
t
make
out
why
the
corporation
doesn
’
t
run
a
tramline
from
the
parkgate
to
the
quays
,
Mr
Bloom
said
.
All
those
animals
could
be
taken
in
trucks
down
to
the
boats
.
—
Instead
of
blocking
up
the
thoroughfare
,
Martin
Cunningham
said
.
Quite
right
.
They
ought
to
.
—
Yes
,
Mr
Bloom
said
,
and
another
thing
I
often
thought
,
is
to
have
municipal
funeral
trams
like
they
have
in
Milan
,
you
know
.
Run
the
line
out
to
the
cemetery
gates
and
have
special
trams
,
hearse
and
carriage
and
all
.
Don
’
t
you
see
what
I
mean
?
—
O
,
that
be
damned
for
a
story
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
.
Pullman
car
and
saloon
diningroom
.
—
A
poor
lookout
for
Corny
,
Mr
Power
added
.
—
Why
?
Mr
Bloom
asked
,
turning
to
Mr
Dedalus
.
Wouldn
’
t
it
be
more
decent
than
galloping
two
abreast
?
—
Well
,
there
’
s
something
in
that
,
Mr
Dedalus
granted
.
—
And
,
Martin
Cunningham
said
,
we
wouldn
’
t
have
scenes
like
that
when
the
hearse
capsized
round
Dunphy
’
s
and
upset
the
coffin
on
to
the
road
.
