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—
Our
friend
Bloom
turned
in
handy
that
night
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
.
Where
’
s
my
pipe
,
by
the
way
?
He
wandered
back
to
the
bar
to
the
lost
chord
pipe
.
Bald
Pat
carried
two
diners
’
drinks
,
Richie
and
Poldy
.
And
Father
Cowley
laughed
again
.
—
I
saved
the
situation
,
Ben
,
I
think
.
—
You
did
,
averred
Ben
Dollard
.
I
remember
those
tight
trousers
too
.
That
was
a
brilliant
idea
,
Bob
.
Father
Cowley
blushed
to
his
brilliant
purply
lobes
.
He
saved
the
situa
.
Tight
trou
.
Brilliant
ide
.
—
I
knew
he
was
on
the
rocks
,
he
said
.
The
wife
was
playing
the
piano
in
the
coffee
palace
on
Saturdays
for
a
very
trifling
consideration
and
who
was
it
gave
me
the
wheeze
she
was
doing
the
other
business
?
Do
you
remember
?
We
had
to
search
all
Holles
street
to
find
them
till
the
chap
in
Keogh
’
s
gave
us
the
number
.
Remember
?
Ben
remembered
,
his
broad
visage
wondering
.
—
By
God
,
she
had
some
luxurious
operacloaks
and
things
there
.
Mr
Dedalus
wandered
back
,
pipe
in
hand
.
—
Merrion
square
style
.
Balldresses
,
by
God
,
and
court
dresses
.
He
wouldn
’
t
take
any
money
either
.
What
?
Any
God
’
s
quantity
of
cocked
hats
and
boleros
and
trunkhose
.
What
?
