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The
leg
of
the
duck
.
(
Private
Carr
and
Private
Compton
turn
and
counterretort
,
their
tunics
bloodbright
in
a
lampglow
,
black
sockets
of
caps
on
their
blond
cropped
polls
.
Stephen
Dedalus
and
Lynch
pass
through
the
crowd
close
to
the
redcoats
.
)
PRIVATE
COMPTON
:
(
Jerks
his
finger
.
)
Way
for
the
parson
.
PRIVATE
CARR
:
(
Turns
and
calls
.
)
What
ho
,
parson
!
CISSY
CAFFREY
:
(
Her
voice
soaring
higher
.
)
She
has
it
,
she
got
it
,
Wherever
she
put
it
,
The
leg
of
the
duck
.
(
Stephen
,
flourishing
the
ashplant
in
his
left
hand
,
chants
with
joy
the
introit
for
paschal
time
.
Lynch
,
his
jockeycap
low
on
his
brow
,
attends
him
,
a
sneer
of
discontent
wrinkling
his
face
.
)
