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)
THE
YEWS
:
(
Their
leaves
whispering
.
)
Sister
.
Our
sister
.
Ssh
!
THE
NYMPH
:
(
Softly
.
)
Mortal
!
(
Kindly
.
)
Nay
,
dost
not
weepest
!
BLOOM
:
(
Crawls
jellily
forward
under
the
boughs
,
streaked
by
sunlight
,
with
dignity
.
)
This
position
.
I
felt
it
was
expected
of
me
.
Force
of
habit
.
THE
NYMPH
:
Mortal
!
You
found
me
in
evil
company
,
highkickers
,
coster
picnicmakers
,
pugilists
,
popular
generals
,
immoral
panto
boys
in
fleshtights
and
the
nifty
shimmy
dancers
,
La
Aurora
and
Karini
,
musical
act
,
the
hit
of
the
century
.
I
was
hidden
in
cheap
pink
paper
that
smelt
of
rock
oil
.
I
was
surrounded
by
the
stale
smut
of
clubmen
,
stories
to
disturb
callow
youth
,
ads
for
transparencies
,
truedup
dice
and
bustpads
,
proprietary
articles
and
why
wear
a
truss
with
testimonial
from
ruptured
gentleman
.
Useful
hints
to
the
married
.
BLOOM
:
(
Lifts
a
turtle
head
towards
her
lap
.
)
We
have
met
before
.
On
another
star
.
THE
NYMPH
:
(
Sadly
.
)
Rubber
goods
.
Neverrip
brand
as
supplied
to
the
aristocracy
.
Corsets
for
men
.
I
cure
fits
or
money
refunded
.
Unsolicited
testimonials
for
Professor
Waldmann
’
s
wonderful
chest
exuber
.
My
bust
developed
four
inches
in
three
weeks
,
reports
Mrs
Gus
Rublin
with
photo
.
BLOOM
:
You
mean
Photo
Bits
?
THE
NYMPH
:
I
do
.
You
bore
me
away
,
framed
me
in
oak
and
tinsel
,
set
me
above
your
marriage
couch
.
Unseen
,
one
summer
eve
,
you
kissed
me
in
four
places
.
And
with
loving
pencil
you
shaded
my
eyes
,
my
bosom
and
my
shame
.
BLOOM
:
(
Humbly
kisses
her
long
hair
.
)
Your
classic
curves
,
beautiful
immortal
,
I
was
glad
to
look
on
you
,
to
praise
you
,
a
thing
of
beauty
,
almost
to
pray
.
