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—
How
do
you
know
that
?
Mr
Dedalus
asked
,
his
tongue
in
his
cheek
.
Mr
Kernan
,
pleased
with
the
order
he
had
booked
,
walked
boldly
along
James
’
s
street
.
—
I
know
you
did
,
Dilly
answered
.
Were
you
in
the
Scotch
house
now
?
—
I
was
not
,
then
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
,
smiling
.
Was
it
the
little
nuns
taught
you
to
be
so
saucy
?
Here
.
He
handed
her
a
shilling
.
—
See
if
you
can
do
anything
with
that
,
he
said
.
—
I
suppose
you
got
five
,
Dilly
said
.
Give
me
more
than
that
.
—
Wait
awhile
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
threateningly
.
You
’
re
like
the
rest
of
them
,
are
you
?
An
insolent
pack
of
little
bitches
since
your
poor
mother
died
.
But
wait
awhile
.
You
’
ll
all
get
a
short
shrift
and
a
long
day
from
me
.
Low
blackguardism
!
I
’
m
going
to
get
rid
of
you
.
Wouldn
’
t
care
if
I
was
stretched
out
stiff
.
He
’
s
dead
.
The
man
upstairs
is
dead
.
He
left
her
and
walked
on
.
Dilly
followed
quickly
and
pulled
his
coat
.
—
Well
,
what
is
it
?
he
said
,
stopping
.
