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—
The
turf
,
Lenehan
put
in
.
—
Literature
,
the
press
.
—
If
Bloom
were
here
,
the
professor
said
.
The
gentle
art
of
advertisement
.
—
And
Madam
Bloom
,
Mr
O
’
Madden
Burke
added
.
The
vocal
muse
.
Dublin
’
s
prime
favourite
.
Lenehan
gave
a
loud
cough
.
—
Ahem
!
he
said
very
softly
.
O
,
for
a
fresh
of
breath
air
!
I
caught
a
cold
in
the
park
.
The
gate
was
open
.
“
YOU
CAN
DO
IT
!
”
The
editor
laid
a
nervous
hand
on
Stephen
’
s
shoulder
.
—
I
want
you
to
write
something
for
me
,
he
said
.
Something
with
a
bite
in
it
.
You
can
do
it
.
I
see
it
in
your
face
.
In
the
lexicon
of
youth
.
.
.
See
it
in
your
face
.
See
it
in
your
eye
.
Lazy
idle
little
schemer
.
