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While
he
waited
in
Temple
bar
M
’
Coy
dodged
a
banana
peel
with
gentle
pushes
of
his
toe
from
the
path
to
the
gutter
.
Fellow
might
damn
easy
get
a
nasty
fall
there
coming
along
tight
in
the
dark
.
The
gates
of
the
drive
opened
wide
to
give
egress
to
the
viceregal
cavalcade
.
—
Even
money
,
Lenehan
said
returning
.
I
knocked
against
Bantam
Lyons
in
there
going
to
back
a
bloody
horse
someone
gave
him
that
hasn
’
t
an
earthly
.
Through
here
.
They
went
up
the
steps
and
under
Merchants
’
arch
.
A
darkbacked
figure
scanned
books
on
the
hawker
’
s
cart
.
—
There
he
is
,
Lenehan
said
.
—
Wonder
what
he
’
s
buying
,
M
’
Coy
said
,
glancing
behind
.
—
Leopoldo
or
the
Bloom
is
on
the
Rye
,
Lenehan
said
.
—
He
’
s
dead
nuts
on
sales
,
M
’
Coy
said
.
I
was
with
him
one
day
and
he
bought
a
book
from
an
old
one
in
Liffey
street
for
two
bob
.
There
were
fine
plates
in
it
worth
double
the
money
,
the
stars
and
the
moon
and
comets
with
long
tails
.
Astronomy
it
was
about
.
Lenehan
laughed
.
—
I
’
ll
tell
you
a
damn
good
one
about
comets
’
tails
,
he
said
.
Come
over
in
the
sun
.
