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He
hustled
the
boy
out
and
banged
the
door
to
.
J
.
J
.
O
’
Molloy
turned
the
files
crackingly
over
,
murmuring
,
seeking
:
—
Continued
on
page
six
,
column
four
.
—
Yes
,
Evening
Telegraph
here
,
Mr
Bloom
phoned
from
the
inner
office
.
Is
the
boss
.
.
.
?
Yes
,
Telegraph
.
.
.
To
where
?
Aha
!
Which
auction
rooms
?
.
.
.
Aha
!
I
see
.
.
.
Right
.
I
’
ll
catch
him
.
A
COLLISION
ENSUES
The
bell
whirred
again
as
he
rang
off
.
He
came
in
quickly
and
bumped
against
Lenehan
who
was
struggling
up
with
the
second
tissue
.
—
Pardon
,
monsieur
,
Lenehan
said
,
clutching
him
for
an
instant
and
making
a
grimace
.
—
My
fault
,
Mr
Bloom
said
,
suffering
his
grip
.
Are
you
hurt
?
I
’
m
in
a
hurry
.
—
Knee
,
Lenehan
said
.
He
made
a
comic
face
and
whined
,
rubbing
his
knee
:
