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—
Of
course
an
action
would
lie
,
says
J
.
J
.
It
implies
that
he
is
not
compos
mentis
.
U
.
p
:
up
.
—
Compos
your
eye
!
says
Alf
,
laughing
.
Do
you
know
that
he
’
s
balmy
?
Look
at
his
head
.
Do
you
know
that
some
mornings
he
has
to
get
his
hat
on
with
a
shoehorn
.
—
Yes
,
says
J
.
J
.
,
but
the
truth
of
a
libel
is
no
defence
to
an
indictment
for
publishing
it
in
the
eyes
of
the
law
.
—
Ha
ha
,
Alf
,
says
Joe
.
—
Still
,
says
Bloom
,
on
account
of
the
poor
woman
,
I
mean
his
wife
.
—
Pity
about
her
,
says
the
citizen
.
Or
any
other
woman
marries
a
half
and
half
.
—
How
half
and
half
?
says
Bloom
.
Do
you
mean
he
.
.
.
—
Half
and
half
I
mean
,
says
the
citizen
.
A
fellow
that
’
s
neither
fish
nor
flesh
.
—
Nor
good
red
herring
,
says
Joe
.
—
That
what
’
s
I
mean
,
says
the
citizen
.
A
pishogue
,
if
you
know
what
that
is
.
