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As
they
trod
across
the
thick
carpet
Buck
Mulligan
whispered
behind
his
Panama
to
Haines
:
—
Parnell
’
s
brother
.
There
in
the
corner
.
They
chose
a
small
table
near
the
window
,
opposite
a
longfaced
man
whose
beard
and
gaze
hung
intently
down
on
a
chessboard
.
—
Is
that
he
?
Haines
asked
,
twisting
round
in
his
seat
.
—
Yes
,
Mulligan
said
.
That
’
s
John
Howard
,
his
brother
,
our
city
marshal
.
John
Howard
Parnell
translated
a
white
bishop
quietly
and
his
grey
claw
went
up
again
to
his
forehead
whereat
it
rested
.
An
instant
after
,
under
its
screen
,
his
eyes
looked
quickly
,
ghostbright
,
at
his
foe
and
fell
once
more
upon
a
working
corner
.
—
I
’
ll
take
a
mélange
,
Haines
said
to
the
waitress
.
—
Two
mélanges
,
Buck
Mulligan
said
.
And
bring
us
some
scones
and
butter
and
some
cakes
as
well
.
When
she
had
gone
he
said
,
laughing
:
