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—
I
was
down
there
for
the
Cork
park
races
on
Easter
Monday
,
Ned
Lambert
said
.
Same
old
six
and
eightpence
.
Stopped
with
Dick
Tivy
.
—
And
how
is
Dick
,
the
solid
man
?
—
Nothing
between
himself
and
heaven
,
Ned
Lambert
answered
.
—
By
the
holy
Paul
!
Mr
Dedalus
said
in
subdued
wonder
.
Dick
Tivy
bald
?
—
Martin
is
going
to
get
up
a
whip
for
the
youngsters
,
Ned
Lambert
said
,
pointing
ahead
.
A
few
bob
a
skull
.
Just
to
keep
them
going
till
the
insurance
is
cleared
up
.
—
Yes
,
yes
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
dubiously
.
Is
that
the
eldest
boy
in
front
?
—
Yes
,
Ned
Lambert
said
,
with
the
wife
’
s
brother
.
John
Henry
Menton
is
behind
.
He
put
down
his
name
for
a
quid
.
—
I
’
ll
engage
he
did
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
.
I
often
told
poor
Paddy
he
ought
to
mind
that
job
.
John
Henry
is
not
the
worst
in
the
world
.
—
How
did
he
lose
it
?
Ned
Lambert
asked
.
Liquor
,
what
?
