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STEPHEN
:
Lucifer
.
Thanks
.
BLOOM
:
(
Quietly
.
)
You
had
better
hand
over
that
cash
to
me
to
take
care
of
.
Why
pay
more
?
STEPHEN
:
(
Hands
him
all
his
coins
.
)
Be
just
before
you
are
generous
.
BLOOM
:
I
will
but
is
it
wise
?
(
He
counts
.
)
One
,
seven
,
eleven
,
and
five
.
Six
.
Eleven
.
I
don
’
t
answer
for
what
you
may
have
lost
.
STEPHEN
:
Why
striking
eleven
?
Proparoxyton
.
Moment
before
the
next
Lessing
says
.
Thirsty
fox
.
(
He
laughs
loudly
.
)
Burying
his
grandmother
.
Probably
he
killed
her
.
BLOOM
:
That
is
one
pound
six
and
eleven
.
One
pound
seven
,
say
.
STEPHEN
:
Doesn
’
t
matter
a
rambling
damn
.
BLOOM
:
No
,
but
.
.
.
STEPHEN
:
(
Comes
to
the
table
.
)
Cigarette
,
please
.
(
Lynch
tosses
a
cigarette
from
the
sofa
to
the
table
.
)
And
so
Georgina
Johnson
is
dead
and
married
.
(
A
cigarette
appears
on
the
table
.
Stephen
looks
at
it
.
)
Wonder
.
Parlour
magic
.
Married
.
Hm
.
(
He
strikes
a
match
and
proceeds
to
light
the
cigarette
with
enigmatic
melancholy
.
)
LYNCH
:
(
Watching
him
.
)
You
would
have
a
better
chance
of
lighting
it
if
you
held
the
match
nearer
.
