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(
At
the
corner
of
Beaver
street
beneath
the
scaffolding
Bloom
panting
stops
on
the
fringe
of
the
noisy
quarrelling
knot
,
a
lot
not
knowing
a
jot
what
hi
!
hi
!
row
and
wrangle
round
the
whowhat
brawlaltogether
.
)
STEPHEN
:
(
With
elaborate
gestures
,
breathing
deeply
and
slowly
.
)
You
are
my
guests
.
Uninvited
.
By
virtue
of
the
fifth
of
George
and
seventh
of
Edward
.
History
to
blame
.
Fabled
by
mothers
of
memory
.
PRIVATE
CARR
:
(
To
Cissy
Caffrey
.
)
Was
he
insulting
you
?
STEPHEN
:
Addressed
her
in
vocative
feminine
.
Probably
neuter
.
Ungenitive
.
VOICES
:
No
,
he
didn
’
t
.
I
seen
him
.
The
girl
there
.
He
was
in
Mrs
Cohen
’
s
.
What
’
s
up
?
Soldier
and
civilian
.
CISSY
CAFFREY
:
I
was
in
company
with
the
soldiers
and
they
left
me
to
do
—
you
know
,
and
the
young
man
run
up
behind
me
.
But
I
’
m
faithful
to
the
man
that
’
s
treating
me
though
I
’
m
only
a
shilling
whore
.
STEPHEN
:
(
Catches
sight
of
Lynch
’
s
and
Kitty
’
s
heads
.
)
Hail
,
Sisyphus
.
(
He
points
to
himself
and
the
others
.
)
Poetic
.
Uropoetic
.
VOICES
:
Shes
faithfultheman
.
CISSY
CAFFREY
:
Yes
,
to
go
with
him
.
And
me
with
a
soldier
friend
.
PRIVATE
COMPTON
:
He
doesn
’
t
half
want
a
thick
ear
,
the
blighter
.
Biff
him
one
,
Harry
.
