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—
The
accumulation
of
the
anno
Domini
.
—
Sorry
,
Mr
Bloom
said
.
He
went
to
the
door
and
,
holding
it
ajar
,
paused
.
J
.
J
.
O
’
Molloy
slapped
the
heavy
pages
over
.
The
noise
of
two
shrill
voices
,
a
mouthorgan
,
echoed
in
the
bare
hallway
from
the
newsboys
squatted
on
the
doorsteps
:
We
are
the
boys
of
Wexford
Who
fought
with
heart
and
hand
.
EXIT
BLOOM
—
I
’
m
just
running
round
to
Bachelor
’
s
walk
,
Mr
Bloom
said
,
about
this
ad
of
Keyes
’
s
.
Want
to
fix
it
up
.
They
tell
me
he
’
s
round
there
in
Dillon
’
s
.
He
looked
indecisively
for
a
moment
at
their
faces
.
The
editor
who
,
leaning
against
the
mantelshelf
,
had
propped
his
head
on
his
hand
,
suddenly
stretched
forth
an
arm
amply
.
—
Begone
!
he
said
.
The
world
is
before
you
.
