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BLOOM
:
(
Coldly
.
)
You
have
broken
the
spell
.
The
last
straw
.
If
there
were
only
ethereal
where
would
you
all
be
,
postulants
and
novices
?
Shy
but
willing
like
an
ass
pissing
.
THE
YEWS
:
(
Their
silverfoil
of
leaves
precipitating
,
their
skinny
arms
aging
and
swaying
.
)
Deciduously
!
THE
NYMPH
:
(
Her
features
hardening
,
gropes
in
the
folds
of
her
habit
.
)
Sacrilege
!
To
attempt
my
virtue
!
(
A
large
moist
stain
appears
on
her
robe
.
)
Sully
my
innocence
!
You
are
not
fit
to
touch
the
garment
of
a
pure
woman
.
(
She
clutches
again
in
her
robe
.
)
Wait
.
Satan
,
you
’
ll
sing
no
more
lovesongs
.
Amen
.
Amen
.
Amen
.
Amen
.
(
She
draws
a
poniard
and
,
clad
in
the
sheathmail
of
an
elected
knight
of
nine
,
strikes
at
his
loins
.
)
Nekum
!
BLOOM
:
(
Starts
up
,
seizes
her
hand
.
)
Hoy
!
Nebrakada
!
Cat
o
’
nine
lives
!
Fair
play
,
madam
.
No
pruningknife
.
The
fox
and
the
grapes
,
is
it
?
What
do
you
lack
with
your
barbed
wire
?
Crucifix
not
thick
enough
?
(
He
clutches
her
veil
.
)
A
holy
abbot
you
want
or
Brophy
,
the
lame
gardener
,
or
the
spoutless
statue
of
the
watercarrier
,
or
good
mother
Alphonsus
,
eh
Reynard
?
THE
NYMPH
:
(
With
a
cry
flees
from
him
unveiled
,
her
plaster
cast
cracking
,
a
cloud
of
stench
escaping
from
the
cracks
.
)
Poli
.
.
.
!
BLOOM
:
(
Calls
after
her
.
)
As
if
you
didn
’
t
get
it
on
the
double
yourselves
.
No
jerks
and
multiple
mucosities
all
over
you
.
I
tried
it
.
Your
strength
our
weakness
.
What
’
s
our
studfee
?
What
will
you
pay
on
the
nail
?
You
fee
mendancers
on
the
Riviera
,
I
read
.
(
The
fleeing
nymph
raises
a
keen
.
)
Eh
?
I
have
sixteen
years
of
black
slave
labour
behind
me
.
And
would
a
jury
give
me
five
shillings
alimony
tomorrow
,
eh
?
Fool
someone
else
,
not
me
.
(
He
sniffs
.
)
Rut
.
Onions
.
Stale
.
Sulphur
.
Grease
.
(
The
figure
of
Bella
Cohen
stands
before
him
.
)
BELLA
:
You
’
ll
know
me
the
next
time
.
BLOOM
:
(
Composed
,
regards
her
.
)
Passée
.
Mutton
dressed
as
lamb
.
Long
in
the
tooth
and
superfluous
hair
.
A
raw
onion
the
last
thing
at
night
would
benefit
your
complexion
.
And
take
some
double
chin
drill
.
