cilling slow curves。）
FLORRY What？
（A hackneycar number three hundred and twentyfour； with a gallantbuttocked mare； driven by James Barton； Harmony Avenue； Donnybrook； trots past。 Blazes Boylan and Lenehan sprawl swaying on the sideseats。 The Ormond boots crouches behind on the axle。 Sadly over the crossblind Lydia Douce and Mina Kennedy gaze。）
THE BOOTS （Jogging； mocks them with thumb and wriggling wormfingers。） Haw； haw； have you the horn？
（Bronze by gold they whisper。）
ZOE （To Florry。） Whisper。
（They whisper again。）
（Over the well of the car Blazes Boylan leans； his boater straw set sideways； a red flower in his mouth。 Lenehan； in a yachtsman's cap and white shoes； officiously detaches a long hair from Blazes Boylan s shoulder。）
LENEHAN Ho！ What do I here behold？ Were you brushing the cobwebs off a few quims？
BOYLAN （Seated； smiles。） Plucking a turkey。
LENEHAN A good night's work。
BOYLAN （Holding up four thick bluntungulated fingers； winks。） Blazes Kate！ Up to sample or your money back。 （He holds out a forefinger。） Smell that。
LENEHAN （Smells gleefully。） Ah！ Lobster and mayonnaise。 Ah！
ZOE AND FLORRY （Laugh together。） Ha ha ha ha。
BOYLAN bumps surely from the car and calls loudly for all to hear。 ） Hello； Bloom！ Mrs Bloom up yet？
BLOOM （In a flunkey's plum plush coat and kneebreeches； buff stockings and powdered wig。） I'm afraid not； sir； the last articles。。。
BOYLAN （Tosses him sixpence。） Here； to buy yourself a gin and splash。 （He hangs his hat smartly on a peg of Bloom's antlered head。） Show me in。 I have a little private business with your wife。 You understand？
BLOOM Thank you； sir。 Yes； sir； Madam Tweedy is in her bath； sir。
MARION He ought to feel himself highly honoured。 （She plops splashing out of the water。） Raoul； darling； e and dry me。 I'm in my pelt。 Only my new hat and a carriage sponge。
BOYLAN （A merry twinkle in his eye。） Topping！
BELLA What？ What is it？
（Zoe whispers to her。）
MARION Let him look； the pishogue！ Pimp！ And scourge himself！ I'll write to a powerful prostitute or Bartholomona； the bearded woman； to raise weals out on him an inch thick and make him bring me back a signed and stamped receipt。
BELLA （Laughing。） Ho ho ho ho。
BOYLAN （To Bloom； over his shoulder。） You can apply your eye to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go through her a few times。
BLOOM Thank you； sir； I will； sir。 May I bring two men chums to witness the deed and take a snapshot？ （He holds an ointment jar。） Vaseline； sir？ Orangeflower？。。。 Lukewarm water？。。。
KITTY （From the sofa。） Tell us； Florry。 Tell us。 What。
（Florry whispers to her。 Whispering lovewords murmur lip…lapping loudly； poppysmic plopslop。）
MINA KENNEDY （Her eyes upturned。） O； it must be like the scent of geraniums and lovely peaches！ O； he simply idolises every bit of her！ Stuck together！ Covered with kisses！
LYDIA DOUCE （Her mouth opening。） Yumyum。 O； he's carrying her round the room doing it！ Ride a cock horse。 You could hear them in Paris and New York。 Like mouthfuls of strawberries and cream。
KITTY （Laughing。） Hee hee hee。
BOYLAN'S VOICE （Sweetly； hoarsely； in the pit of his stomach。） Ah！ Gooblazqruk brukarchkrasht！
MARION'S VOICE （Hoarsely； sweetly rising to her throat。） O！ Weeshwashtkissima； pooisthnapoohuck！
BLOOM （His eyes wildly dilated； clasps himself） Show！ Hide！ Show！ Plough her！ More！ Shoot！
BELLA； ZOE； FLORRY。 KITTY Ho ho！ Ha ha！ Hee hee！
LYNCH （Points。） The mirror up to nature。 （He laughs。） Hu hu hu hu hu hu。
（Stephen and Bloom gaze in the mirror。 The face of William Shakespeare； beardless； appears there； rigid in facial paralysis； crowned by the reflection of the reindeer antlered hatrack in the hall。）
SHAKESPEARE （In dignified ventriloquy。） 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind。 （To Bloom。） Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible。 Gaze。 （He crows with a black capon's laugh。） Iagogo！ How my Oldfellow chokit his Thursdaymomun。 Iagogogo！
BLOOM （Smiles yellowly at the whores。） When will I hear the joke？
ZOE Before you're twice married and once a widower。
BLOOM Lapses are condoned。 Even the great Napoleon； when measurements were taken near the skin after his death。。。
（Mrs Dignam； widow woman； her snubnose and cheeks flushed with deathtalk； tears and Tunny's tawny sherry； hurries by in her weeds； her bonnet awry； rouging and powdering her cheeks； lips and nose； a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets。 Beneath her skirt appear her late husband's everyday trousers and turnedup boots； lace eights。 She holds a Scottish widow's insurance policy and lace marqueeumbrella under which her brood runs with her； Patsy hopping on one short foot； his collar loose； a hank of porksteaks dangling； Freddy whimpering； Susy with a crying cods mouth； Alice struggling with the baby。 She cuffs them on； her streamers flaunting aloft。）
FREDDY Ah； ma； you're dragging me along！
SUSY Mamma； the beeftea is fizzing over！
SHAKESPEARE （With paralytic rage。） Weda seca whokilla farst。
（The face of Martin Cunningham； bearded； refeatures Shakespeares beardless face。 The marqueeumbrella sways drunkenly； the children run aside。 Under the umbrella appears Mrs Cunningham in Merry Widow hat and kimono gown。 She glides sidling and bowing； twisting japanesily。）
MRS CUNNINGHAM （Sings。） And they call me the jewel of Asia。
MARTIN CUNNINGHAM
（Gazes on her impassive。） Immense！ Most bloody awful demirep！
STEPHEN Et exaltabuntur cornua iusti。 Queens lay with prize bulls。 Remember Pasiphae for whose lust my grandoldgross father made the first confessionbox。 Forget not Madam Grissel Steevens nor the suine scions of the house of Lambert。 And Noah was drunk with wine。 And his ark was open。
BELLA None of that here。 e to the wrong shop。
LYNCH Let him alone。 He's back from Paris。
ZOE （Runs to Stephen and links him。） O go on！ Give us some parleyvoo。
（Stephen claps hat on head and leaps over to the fireplace； where he stands with shrugged shoulders； finny hands outspread； a painted smile on his face。）
LYNCH （Pommelling on the sofa。） Rmm Rmm Rmm Rrr rrrmmmmm。
STEPHEN （Gobbles； with marionette jerks。 ） Thousand places of entertainment to expenses your evenings with lovely ladies saling gloves and other things perhaps her heart beerchops perfect fashionable house very eccentric where lots cocottes beautiful dressed much about princesses like are dancing cancan and walking there parisian clowneries extra foolish for bachelors foreigns the same if talking a poor english how much smart they are on things love and sensations voluptuous。 Misters very selects for is pleasure must to visit heaven and hell show with mortuary candles and they tears silver which occur every night。 Perfectly shocking terrific of religion's things mockery seen in universal world。 All chic womans which arrive full of modesty then disrobe and squeal loud to see vampire man debauch nun very fresh young with dessous troublants。 （He clocks his tongue loudly。） Ho； la la！ Ce pif qu'il a！
LYNCH Vive le vampire！
THE WHORES Bravo！ Parleyvoo！
STEPHEN （Grimacing with head back； laughs loudly； clapping himself） Great success of laughing。 Angels much prostitutes like and holy apostles big damn ruffians。 Demimondaines nicely handsome sparkling of diamonds very amiable cos turned。 Or do you are fond better what belongs they moderns pleasure turpitude of old mans？ （He points about him with grotesque gestures which Lynch and the whores reply to。） Caoutchouc statue woman reversible or lifesize tompeeptoms virgins nudities very lesbic the kiss five ten times。 Enter gentlemen to see in mirrors every positions trapezes all that machine there besides also if desire act awfully bestial butcher's boy pollutes in warm veal liver or omelette on the belly pièce de Shakespeare。
BELLA （Clapping her belly； sinks back on the sofa with a shout of laughter。） An omelette on the。。。 Ho！ ho！ ho！ ho！。。。 Omelette on the。。。
STEPHEN （Mincingly。） I love you； Sir darling。 Speak you englishman tongue for double entente cordiale。 O yes； mon loup。 How much cost？ Waterloo。 Watercloset。 （He ceases suddenly and holds up a forefinger。）
BELLA （Laughing。） Omelette。。。
THE WHORES （Laughing。） Encore！ Encore！
STEPHEN Mark me。 I dreamt of a watermelon。
ZOE Go abroad and love a foreign lady。
LYNCH Across the world for a wife。
FLORRY Dreams go by contraries。
STEPHEN （Extending his arms。） It was here。 Street of harlots。 In Serpentine Avenue Beelzebub showed me her； a fubsy widow。 Where's the red carpet spread？
BLOOM （Approaching Stephen。） Look。
STEPHEN No； I flew。 My foes beneath me。 And ever shall be。 World without end。 （He cries。） Pater！ Free！
BLOOM I say； look。。。
STEPHEN Break my spirit； will he？ O merde alors！ （He cries； his vulture talons sharpened。） Hola！ Hillyho！
（Simon Dedalus' voice hilloes in answer； somewhat sleepy but ready。）
SIMON That's all right。 （He swoops uncertainly through the air； wheeling； uttering cries of heartening； on strong ponderous buzzard wings。） Ho； boy！ Are you going to win？ Hoop！ Pschatt！ Stable with those halfcastes。 Wouldn't let them within the bawl of an ass。 Head up！ Keep our flag flying！ An eagle gules volant in a field argent displayed。 Ulster king at arms！ hai hoop！ （He makes the beagle's call giving tongue。） Bulbul！ Burblblbrurblbl！ Hai； boy！
（The fronds and spaces of the wallpaper file rapidly across country。 A stout fox drawn from covert； brush pointed； having buried his grandmother； runs swift for the open； bright…eyed； seeking badger earth； under the leaves。 The pack of staghounds follows； nose to the ground； sniffing their quarry； beaglebaying； burblbrblng to be blooded。 Ward Union huntsmen and huntswomen live with them； hot for a kill。 From Six Mile Point； Flathouse； Nine Mile Stone follow the footpeople with knotty sticks； salmongaffs； lassos； flockmasters with stockwhips； bearbaiters with tomtoms； toreadors with bullswords； grey negroes waving torches。 The crowd bowls of dicers； crown and anchor players； thimbleriggers； broadsmen。 Crows and touts； hoarse bookies in high wizard hats clamour deafeningly。）
THE CROWD
Card of the races。 Racing card！
Ten to one the field！
Tommy on the clay here！
Tommy on the clay！
Ten to one bar one。
Ten to one bar one。
Try your luck on spinning Jenny！
Ten to o