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Did
you
read
that
report
by
a
man
what
’
s
this
his
name
is
?
—
Casement
,
says
the
citizen
.
He
’
s
an
Irishman
.
—
Yes
,
that
’
s
the
man
,
says
J
.
J
.
Raping
the
women
and
girls
and
flogging
the
natives
on
the
belly
to
squeeze
all
the
red
rubber
they
can
out
of
them
.
—
I
know
where
he
’
s
gone
,
says
Lenehan
,
cracking
his
fingers
.
—
Who
?
says
I
.
—
Bloom
,
says
he
.
The
courthouse
is
a
blind
.
He
had
a
few
bob
on
Throwaway
and
he
’
s
gone
to
gather
in
the
shekels
.
—
Is
it
that
whiteeyed
kaffir
?
says
the
citizen
,
that
never
backed
a
horse
in
anger
in
his
life
?
—
That
’
s
where
he
’
s
gone
,
says
Lenehan
.
I
met
Bantam
Lyons
going
to
back
that
horse
only
I
put
him
off
it
and
he
told
me
Bloom
gave
him
the
tip
.
Bet
you
what
you
like
he
has
a
hundred
shillings
to
five
on
.
He
’
s
the
only
man
in
Dublin
has
it
.
A
dark
horse
.
—
He
’
s
a
bloody
dark
horse
himself
,
says
Joe
.
—
Mind
,
Joe
,
says
I
.
Show
us
the
entrance
out
.
