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BLOOM
:
(
In
court
dress
.
)
Can
give
best
references
.
Messrs
Callan
,
Coleman
.
Mr
Wisdom
Hely
J
.
P
.
My
old
chief
Joe
Cuffe
.
Mr
V
.
B
.
Dillon
,
ex
lord
mayor
of
Dublin
.
I
have
moved
in
the
charmed
circle
of
the
highest
.
.
.
Queens
of
Dublin
society
.
(
Carelessly
.
)
I
was
just
chatting
this
afternoon
at
the
viceregal
lodge
to
my
old
pals
,
sir
Robert
and
lady
Ball
,
astronomer
royal
,
at
the
levee
.
Sir
Bob
,
I
said
.
.
.
MRS
YELVERTON
BARRY
:
(
In
lowcorsaged
opal
balldress
and
elbowlength
ivory
gloves
,
wearing
a
sabletrimmed
brickquilted
dolman
,
a
comb
of
brilliants
and
panache
of
osprey
in
her
hair
.
)
Arrest
him
,
constable
.
He
wrote
me
an
anonymous
letter
in
prentice
backhand
when
my
husband
was
in
the
North
Riding
of
Tipperary
on
the
Munster
circuit
,
signed
James
Lovebirch
.
He
said
that
he
had
seen
from
the
gods
my
peerless
globes
as
I
sat
in
a
box
of
the
Theatre
Royal
at
a
command
performance
of
La
Cigale
.
I
deeply
inflamed
him
,
he
said
.
He
made
improper
overtures
to
me
to
misconduct
myself
at
half
past
four
p
.
m
.
on
the
following
Thursday
,
Dunsink
time
.
He
offered
to
send
me
through
the
post
a
work
of
fiction
by
Monsieur
Paul
de
Kock
,
entitled
The
Girl
with
the
Three
Pairs
of
Stays
.
MRS
BELLINGHAM
:
(
In
cap
and
seal
coney
mantle
,
wrapped
up
to
the
nose
,
steps
out
of
her
brougham
and
scans
through
tortoiseshell
quizzing
-
glasses
which
she
takes
from
inside
her
huge
opossum
muff
.
)
Also
to
me
.
Yes
,
I
believe
it
is
the
same
objectionable
person
.
Because
he
closed
my
carriage
door
outside
sir
Thornley
Stoker
’
s
one
sleety
day
during
the
cold
snap
of
February
ninetythree
when
even
the
grid
of
the
wastepipe
and
the
ballstop
in
my
bath
cistern
were
frozen
.
Subsequently
he
enclosed
a
bloom
of
edelweiss
culled
on
the
heights
,
as
he
said
,
in
my
honour
.
I
had
it
examined
by
a
botanical
expert
and
elicited
the
information
that
it
was
a
blossom
of
the
homegrown
potato
plant
purloined
from
a
forcingcase
of
the
model
farm
.
MRS
YELVERTON
BARRY
:
Shame
on
him
!
(
A
crowd
of
sluts
and
ragamuffins
surges
forward
.
)
THE
SLUTS
AND
RAGAMUFFINS
:
(
Screaming
.
)
Stop
thief
!
Hurrah
there
,
Bluebeard
!
Three
cheers
for
Ikey
Mo
!
SECOND
WATCH
:
(
Produces
handcuffs
.
)
Here
are
the
darbies
.
MRS
BELLINGHAM
:
He
addressed
me
in
several
handwritings
with
fulsome
compliments
as
a
Venus
in
furs
and
alleged
profound
pity
for
my
frostbound
coachman
Palmer
while
in
the
same
breath
he
expressed
himself
as
envious
of
his
earflaps
and
fleecy
sheepskins
and
of
his
fortunate
proximity
to
my
person
,
when
standing
behind
my
chair
wearing
my
livery
and
the
armorial
bearings
of
the
Bellingham
escutcheon
garnished
sable
,
a
buck
’
s
head
couped
or
.
He
lauded
almost
extravagantly
my
nether
extremities
,
my
swelling
calves
in
silk
hose
drawn
up
to
the
limit
,
and
eulogised
glowingly
my
other
hidden
treasures
in
priceless
lace
which
,
he
said
,
he
could
conjure
up
.
He
urged
me
(
Stating
that
he
felt
it
his
mission
in
life
to
urge
me
.
)
to
defile
the
marriage
bed
,
to
commit
adultery
at
the
earliest
possible
opportunity
.
THE
HONOURABLE
MRS
MERVYN
TALBOYS
:
(
In
amazon
costume
,
hard
hat
,
jackboots
cockspurred
,
vermilion
waistcoat
,
fawn
musketeer
gauntlets
with
braided
drums
,
long
train
held
up
and
hunting
crop
with
which
she
strikes
her
welt
constantly
.
)
Also
me
.
Because
he
saw
me
on
the
polo
ground
of
the
Phoenix
park
at
the
match
All
Ireland
versus
the
Rest
of
Ireland
.
My
eyes
,
I
know
,
shone
divinely
as
I
watched
Captain
Slogger
Dennehy
of
the
Inniskillings
win
the
final
chukkar
on
his
darling
cob
Centaur
.
This
plebeian
Don
Juan
observed
me
from
behind
a
hackney
car
and
sent
me
in
double
envelopes
an
obscene
photograph
,
such
as
are
sold
after
dark
on
Paris
boulevards
,
insulting
to
any
lady
.
I
have
it
still
.
