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(
Denis
Breen
,
whitetallhatted
,
with
Wisdom
Hely
’
s
sandwichboards
,
shuffles
past
them
in
carpet
slippers
,
his
dull
beard
thrust
out
,
muttering
to
right
and
left
.
Little
Alf
Bergan
,
cloaked
in
the
pall
of
the
ace
of
spades
,
dogs
him
to
left
and
right
,
doubled
in
laughter
.
)
ALF
BERGAN
:
(
Points
jeering
at
the
sandwichboards
.
)
U
.
p
:
up
.
MRS
BREEN
:
(
To
Bloom
.
)
High
jinks
below
stairs
.
(
She
gives
him
the
glad
eye
.
)
Why
didn
’
t
you
kiss
the
spot
to
make
it
well
?
You
wanted
to
.
BLOOM
:
(
Shocked
.
)
Molly
’
s
best
friend
!
Could
you
?
MRS
BREEN
:
(
Her
pulpy
tongue
between
her
lips
,
offers
a
pigeon
kiss
.
)
Hnhn
.
The
answer
is
a
lemon
.
Have
you
a
little
present
for
me
there
?
BLOOM
:
(
Offhandedly
.
)
Kosher
.
A
snack
for
supper
.
The
home
without
potted
meat
is
incomplete
.
I
was
at
Leah
,
Mrs
Bandmann
Palmer
.
Trenchant
exponent
of
Shakespeare
.
Unfortunately
threw
away
the
programme
.
Rattling
good
place
round
there
for
pigs
’
feet
.
Feel
.
(
Richie
Goulding
,
three
ladies
’
hats
pinned
on
his
head
,
appears
weighted
to
one
side
by
the
black
legal
bag
of
Collis
and
Ward
on
which
a
skull
and
crossbones
are
painted
in
white
limewash
.
He
opens
it
and
shows
it
full
of
polonies
,
kippered
herrings
,
Findon
haddies
and
tightpacked
pills
.
)
RICHIE
:
Best
value
in
Dub
.
(
Bald
Pat
,
bothered
beetle
,
stands
on
the
curbstone
,
folding
his
napkin
,
waiting
to
wait
.
)
