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The
distinguished
scientist
Herr
Professor
Luitpold
Blumenduft
tendered
medical
evidence
to
the
effect
that
the
instantaneous
fracture
of
the
cervical
vertebrae
and
consequent
scission
of
the
spinal
cord
would
,
according
to
the
best
approved
tradition
of
medical
science
,
be
calculated
to
inevitably
produce
in
the
human
subject
a
violent
ganglionic
stimulus
of
the
nerve
centres
of
the
genital
apparatus
,
thereby
causing
the
elastic
pores
of
the
corpora
cavernosa
to
rapidly
dilate
in
such
a
way
as
to
instantaneously
facilitate
the
flow
of
blood
to
that
part
of
the
human
anatomy
known
as
the
penis
or
male
organ
resulting
in
the
phenomenon
which
has
been
denominated
by
the
faculty
a
morbid
upwards
and
outwards
philoprogenitive
erection
in
articulo
mortis
per
diminutionem
capitis
.
So
of
course
the
citizen
was
only
waiting
for
the
wink
of
the
word
and
he
starts
gassing
out
of
him
about
the
invincibles
and
the
old
guard
and
the
men
of
sixtyseven
and
who
fears
to
speak
of
ninetyeight
and
Joe
with
him
about
all
the
fellows
that
were
hanged
,
drawn
and
transported
for
the
cause
by
drumhead
courtmartial
and
a
new
Ireland
and
new
this
,
that
and
the
other
.
Talking
about
new
Ireland
he
ought
to
go
and
get
a
new
dog
so
he
ought
.
Mangy
ravenous
brute
sniffing
and
sneezing
all
round
the
place
and
scratching
his
scabs
.
And
round
he
goes
to
Bob
Doran
that
was
standing
Alf
a
half
one
sucking
up
for
what
he
could
get
.
So
of
course
Bob
Doran
starts
doing
the
bloody
fool
with
him
:
—
Give
us
the
paw
!
Give
the
paw
,
doggy
!
Good
old
doggy
!
Give
the
paw
here
!
Give
us
the
paw
!
Arrah
,
bloody
end
to
the
paw
he
’
d
paw
and
Alf
trying
to
keep
him
from
tumbling
off
the
bloody
stool
atop
of
the
bloody
old
dog
and
he
talking
all
kinds
of
drivel
about
training
by
kindness
and
thoroughbred
dog
and
intelligent
dog
:
give
you
the
bloody
pip
.
Then
he
starts
scraping
a
few
bits
of
old
biscuit
out
of
the
bottom
of
a
Jacobs
’
tin
he
told
Terry
to
bring
.
Gob
,
he
golloped
it
down
like
old
boots
and
his
tongue
hanging
out
of
him
a
yard
long
for
more
.
Near
ate
the
tin
and
all
,
hungry
bloody
mongrel
.
And
the
citizen
and
Bloom
having
an
argument
about
the
point
,
the
brothers
Sheares
and
Wolfe
Tone
beyond
on
Arbour
Hill
and
Robert
Emmet
and
die
for
your
country
,
the
Tommy
Moore
touch
about
Sara
Curran
and
she
’
s
far
from
the
land
.
And
Bloom
,
of
course
,
with
his
knockmedown
cigar
putting
on
swank
with
his
lardy
face
.
Phenomenon
!
The
fat
heap
he
married
is
a
nice
old
phenomenon
with
a
back
on
her
like
a
ballalley
.
Time
they
were
stopping
up
in
the
City
Arms
pisser
Burke
told
me
there
was
an
old
one
there
with
a
cracked
loodheramaun
of
a
nephew
and
Bloom
trying
to
get
the
soft
side
of
her
doing
the
mollycoddle
playing
bézique
to
come
in
for
a
bit
of
the
wampum
in
her
will
and
not
eating
meat
of
a
Friday
because
the
old
one
was
always
thumping
her
craw
and
taking
the
lout
out
for
a
walk
.
And
one
time
he
led
him
the
rounds
of
Dublin
and
,
by
the
holy
farmer
,
he
never
cried
crack
till
he
brought
him
home
as
drunk
as
a
boiled
owl
and
he
said
he
did
it
to
teach
him
the
evils
of
alcohol
and
by
herrings
,
if
the
three
women
didn
’
t
near
roast
him
,
it
’
s
a
queer
story
,
the
old
one
,
Bloom
’
s
wife
and
Mrs
O
’
Dowd
that
kept
the
hotel
.
Jesus
,
I
had
to
laugh
at
pisser
Burke
taking
them
off
chewing
the
fat
.
And
Bloom
with
his
but
don
’
t
you
see
?
and
but
on
the
other
hand
.
And
sure
,
more
be
token
,
the
lout
I
’
m
told
was
in
Power
’
s
after
,
the
blender
’
s
,
round
in
Cope
street
going
home
footless
in
a
cab
five
times
in
the
week
after
drinking
his
way
through
all
the
samples
in
the
bloody
establishment
.
Phenomenon
!
—
The
memory
of
the
dead
,
says
the
citizen
taking
up
his
pintglass
and
glaring
at
Bloom
.
—
Ay
,
ay
,
says
Joe
.
—
You
don
’
t
grasp
my
point
,
says
Bloom
.
What
I
mean
is
.
.
.
—
Sinn
Fein
!
says
the
citizen
.
Sinn
Fein
amhain
!
The
friends
we
love
are
by
our
side
and
the
foes
we
hate
before
us
.
