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BELLA
:
(
Her
eyes
hard
with
anger
and
cupidity
,
points
.
)
Who
’
s
to
pay
for
that
?
Ten
shillings
.
You
’
re
a
witness
.
BLOOM
:
(
Snatches
up
Stephen
’
s
ashplant
.
)
Me
?
Ten
shillings
?
Haven
’
t
you
lifted
enough
off
him
?
Didn
’
t
he
.
.
.
?
BELLA
:
(
Loudly
.
)
Here
,
none
of
your
tall
talk
.
This
isn
’
t
a
brothel
.
A
ten
shilling
house
.
BLOOM
:
(
His
head
under
the
lamp
,
pulls
the
chain
.
Pulling
,
the
gasjet
lights
up
a
crushed
mauve
purple
shade
.
He
raises
the
ashplant
.
)
Only
the
chimney
’
s
broken
.
Here
is
all
he
.
.
.
BELLA
:
(
Shrinks
back
and
screams
.
)
Jesus
!
Don
’
t
!
BLOOM
:
(
Warding
off
a
blow
.
)
To
show
you
how
he
hit
the
paper
.
There
’
s
not
sixpenceworth
of
damage
done
.
Ten
shillings
!
FLORRY
:
(
With
a
glass
of
water
,
enters
.
)
Where
is
he
?
BELLA
:
Do
you
want
me
to
call
the
police
?
BLOOM
:
O
,
I
know
.
Bulldog
on
the
premises
.
But
he
’
s
a
Trinity
student
.
Patrons
of
your
establishment
.
Gentlemen
that
pay
the
rent
.
(
He
makes
a
masonic
sign
.
)
Know
what
I
mean
?
Nephew
of
the
vicechancellor
.
You
don
’
t
want
a
scandal
.
