Saturday, January 3, 2015

Page 415 (15.205-238) "be the fellow balked... tilt against Bloom.)"


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be the fellow balked me this morning with that horsey woman. Same style of beauty. Quick of him all the same. The stiff walk. True word spoken in jest. That awful cramp in Lad lane. Something poisonous I ate. Emblem of luck. Why? Probably lost cattle. Mark of the beast. (He closes his eyes an instant.) Bit light in the head. Monthly or effect of the other. Brainfogfag. That tired feeling. Too much for me now. Ow!

tired


(A sinister figure leans on plaited legs against O'Beirne's wall, a visage unknown, injected with dark mercury. From under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with evil eye.)

Bloom has just entered Mabbot from Talbot

sombreros would have been associated with Wild West shows

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BLOOM

Bueñas noches, señorita Blanca. Que calle es esta?

(does he not know, or is he just showing off his limited spanish?)


THE FIGURE

(Impassive, raises a signal arm.) Password. Sraid Mabbot.




BLOOM

Haha. Merci. Esperanto. Slan leath. (He mutters.)Gaelic league spy, sent by that fireeater.




(He steps forward. A sackshouldered ragman bars his path. He steps left, ragsackman left.)

same one from p409?


BLOOM

I beg.




(He leaps right, sackragman right.)




BLOOM

I beg.




(He swerves, sidles, stepsaside, slips past and on.)




BLOOM

Keep to the right, right, right. If there is a signpost planted by the Touring Club at Stepaside who procured that public boon? I who lost my way and contributed to the columns of the Irish Cyclist the letter headed In darkest Stepaside. Keep, keep, keep to the right. Rags and bones, at midnight. A fence more likely. First place murderer makes for. Wash off his sins of the world.

1890: In Darkest Africa [ebook]
1890: In Darkest England [ebook]
1891: In Darkest Canada [ebook]
1892: In Darkest America [ebook]


(Jacky Caffrey, hunted by Tommy Caffrey, runs full tilt against Bloom.)





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