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—
Come
on
,
Sandymount
Green
!
Right
and
left
parallel
clanging
ringing
a
doubledecker
and
a
singledeck
moved
from
their
railheads
,
swerved
to
the
down
line
,
glided
parallel
.
—
Start
,
Palmerston
Park
!
THE
WEARER
OF
THE
CROWN
Under
the
porch
of
the
general
post
office
shoeblacks
called
and
polished
.
Parked
in
North
Prince
’
s
street
His
Majesty
’
s
vermilion
mailcars
,
bearing
on
their
sides
the
royal
initials
,
E
.
R
.
,
received
loudly
flung
sacks
of
letters
,
postcards
,
lettercards
,
parcels
,
insured
and
paid
,
for
local
,
provincial
,
British
and
overseas
delivery
.
GENTLEMEN
OF
THE
PRESS
Grossbooted
draymen
rolled
barrels
dullthudding
out
of
Prince
’
s
stores
and
bumped
them
up
on
the
brewery
float
.
On
the
brewery
float
bumped
dullthudding
barrels
rolled
by
grossbooted
draymen
out
of
Prince
’
s
stores
.
—
There
it
is
,
Red
Murray
said
.
Alexander
Keyes
.
—
Just
cut
it
out
,
will
you
?
Mr
Bloom
said
,
and
I
’
ll
take
it
round
to
the
Telegraph
office
.
The
door
of
Ruttledge
’
s
office
creaked
again
.
Davy
Stephens
,
minute
in
a
large
capecoat
,
a
small
felt
hat
crowning
his
ringlets
,
passed
out
with
a
roll
of
papers
under
his
cape
,
a
king
’
s
courier
.
