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At
this
intelligence
,
in
which
he
seemingly
evinced
little
interest
,
Mr
Bloom
gazed
abstractedly
for
the
space
of
a
half
a
second
or
so
in
the
direction
of
a
bucketdredger
,
rejoicing
in
the
farfamed
name
of
Eblana
,
moored
alongside
Customhouse
quay
and
quite
possibly
out
of
repair
,
whereupon
he
observed
evasively
:
—
Everybody
gets
their
own
ration
of
luck
,
they
say
.
Now
you
mention
it
his
face
was
familiar
to
me
.
But
,
leaving
that
for
the
moment
,
how
much
did
you
part
with
,
he
queried
,
if
I
am
not
too
inquisitive
?
—
Half
a
crown
,
Stephen
responded
.
I
daresay
he
needs
it
to
sleep
somewhere
.
—
Needs
!
Mr
Bloom
ejaculated
,
professing
not
the
least
surprise
at
the
intelligence
,
I
can
quite
credit
the
assertion
and
I
guarantee
he
invariably
does
.
Everyone
according
to
his
needs
or
everyone
according
to
his
deeds
.
But
,
talking
about
things
in
general
,
where
,
added
he
with
a
smile
,
will
you
sleep
yourself
?
Walking
to
Sandycove
is
out
of
the
question
.
And
even
supposing
you
did
you
won
’
t
get
in
after
what
occurred
at
Westland
Row
station
.
Simply
fag
out
there
for
nothing
.
I
don
’
t
mean
to
presume
to
dictate
to
you
in
the
slightest
degree
but
why
did
you
leave
your
father
’
s
house
?
—
To
seek
misfortune
,
was
Stephen
’
s
answer
.
—
I
met
your
respected
father
on
a
recent
occasion
,
Mr
Bloom
diplomatically
returned
,
today
in
fact
,
or
to
be
strictly
accurate
,
on
yesterday
.
Where
does
he
live
at
present
?
I
gathered
in
the
course
of
conversation
that
he
had
moved
.
—
I
believe
he
is
in
Dublin
somewhere
,
Stephen
answered
unconcernedly
.
Why
?
—
A
gifted
man
,
Mr
Bloom
said
of
Mr
Dedalus
senior
,
in
more
respects
than
one
and
a
born
raconteur
if
ever
there
was
one
.
He
takes
great
pride
,
quite
legitimate
,
out
of
you
.
You
could
go
back
perhaps
,
he
hasarded
,
still
thinking
of
the
very
unpleasant
scene
at
Westland
Row
terminus
when
it
was
perfectly
evident
that
the
other
two
,
Mulligan
,
that
is
,
and
that
English
tourist
friend
of
his
,
who
eventually
euchred
their
third
companion
,
were
patently
trying
as
if
the
whole
bally
station
belonged
to
them
to
give
Stephen
the
slip
in
the
confusion
,
which
they
did
.
There
was
no
response
forthcoming
to
the
suggestion
however
,
such
as
it
was
,
Stephen
’
s
mind
’
s
eye
being
too
busily
engaged
in
repicturing
his
family
hearth
the
last
time
he
saw
it
with
his
sister
Dilly
sitting
by
the
ingle
,
her
hair
hanging
down
,
waiting
for
some
weak
Trinidad
shell
cocoa
that
was
in
the
sootcoated
kettle
to
be
done
so
that
she
and
he
could
drink
it
with
the
oatmealwater
for
milk
after
the
Friday
herrings
they
had
eaten
at
two
a
penny
with
an
egg
apiece
for
Maggy
,
Boody
and
Katey
,
the
cat
meanwhile
under
the
mangle
devouring
a
mess
of
eggshells
and
charred
fish
heads
and
bones
on
a
square
of
brown
paper
,
in
accordance
with
the
third
precept
of
the
church
to
fast
and
abstain
on
the
days
commanded
,
it
being
quarter
tense
or
if
not
,
ember
days
or
something
like
that
.
—
No
,
Mr
Bloom
repeated
again
,
I
wouldn
’
t
personally
repose
much
trust
in
that
boon
companion
of
yours
who
contributes
the
humorous
element
,
Dr
Mulligan
,
as
a
guide
,
philosopher
and
friend
if
I
were
in
your
shoes
.
He
knows
which
side
his
bread
is
buttered
on
though
in
all
probability
he
never
realised
what
it
is
to
be
without
regular
meals
.
Of
course
you
didn
’
t
notice
as
much
as
I
did
.
But
it
wouldn
’
t
occasion
me
the
least
surprise
to
learn
that
a
pinch
of
tobacco
or
some
narcotic
was
put
in
your
drink
for
some
ulterior
object
.
