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They
crossed
to
the
metal
bridge
and
went
along
Wellington
quay
by
the
riverwall
.
Master
Patrick
Aloysius
Dignam
came
out
of
Mangan
’
s
,
late
Fehrenbach
’
s
,
carrying
a
pound
and
a
half
of
porksteaks
.
—
There
was
a
long
spread
out
at
Glencree
reformatory
,
Lenehan
said
eagerly
.
The
annual
dinner
,
you
know
.
Boiled
shirt
affair
.
The
lord
mayor
was
there
,
Val
Dillon
it
was
,
and
sir
Charles
Cameron
and
Dan
Dawson
spoke
and
there
was
music
.
Bartell
d
’
Arcy
sang
and
Benjamin
Dollard
.
.
.
—
I
know
,
M
’
Coy
broke
in
.
My
missus
sang
there
once
.
—
Did
she
?
Lenehan
said
.
A
card
Unfurnished
Apartments
reappeared
on
the
windowsash
of
number
7
Eccles
street
.
He
checked
his
tale
a
moment
but
broke
out
in
a
wheezy
laugh
.
—
But
wait
till
I
tell
you
,
he
said
.
Delahunt
of
Camden
street
had
the
catering
and
yours
truly
was
chief
bottlewasher
.
Bloom
and
the
wife
were
there
.
Lashings
of
stuff
we
put
up
:
port
wine
and
sherry
and
curacoa
to
which
we
did
ample
justice
.
Fast
and
furious
it
was
.
After
liquids
came
solids
.
Cold
joints
galore
and
mince
pies
.
.
.
—
I
know
,
M
’
Coy
said
.
The
year
the
missus
was
there
.
.
.
