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STEPHEN
:
Vidi
aquam
egredientem
de
templo
a
latere
dextro
.
Alleluia
.
(
The
famished
snaggletusks
of
an
elderly
bawd
protrude
from
a
doorway
.
)
THE
BAWD
:
(
Her
voice
whispering
huskily
.
)
Sst
!
Come
here
till
I
tell
you
.
Maidenhead
inside
.
Sst
!
STEPHEN
:
(
Altius
aliquantulum
.
)
Et
omnes
ad
quos
pervenit
aqua
ista
.
THE
BAWD
:
(
Spits
in
their
trail
her
jet
of
venom
.
)
Trinity
medicals
.
Fallopian
tube
.
All
prick
and
no
pence
.
(
Edy
Boardman
,
sniffling
,
crouched
with
Bertha
Supple
,
draws
her
shawl
across
her
nostrils
.
)
EDY
BOARDMAN
:
(
Bickering
.
)
And
says
the
one
:
I
seen
you
up
Faithful
place
with
your
squarepusher
,
the
greaser
off
the
railway
,
in
his
cometobed
hat
.
Did
you
,
says
I
.
That
’
s
not
for
you
to
say
,
says
I
.
You
never
seen
me
in
the
mantrap
with
a
married
highlander
,
says
I
.
The
likes
of
her
!
Stag
that
one
is
!
Stubborn
as
a
mule
!
And
her
walking
with
two
fellows
the
one
time
,
Kilbride
,
the
enginedriver
,
and
lancecorporal
Oliphant
.
STEPHEN
:
(
Triumphaliter
.
)
Salvi
facti
sunt
.
(
He
flourishes
his
ashplant
,
shivering
the
lamp
image
,
shattering
light
over
the
world
.
A
liver
and
white
spaniel
on
the
prowl
slinks
after
him
,
growling
.
Lynch
scares
it
with
a
kick
.
)
LYNCH
:
So
that
?
