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Chapter 4
—Andsettledownontheirstripedpetticoats,peeringupatthestatueoftheonehandledadulterer.
—Onehandledadulterer!theprofessorcried.Ilikethat.Iseetheidea.Iseewhatyoumean.
DAMESDONATEDUBLIN’SCITSSPEEDPILLSVELOCITOUSAEROLITHS,BELIEF
—Itgivesthemacrickintheirnecks,Stephensaid,andtheyaretootiredtolookupordownortospeak.Theyputthebagofplumsbetweenthemandeattheplumsoutofit,oneafteranother,wipingoffwiththeirhandkerchiefstheplumjuicethatdribblesoutoftheirmouthsandspittingtheplumstonesslowlyoutbetweentherailings.
Hegaveasuddenloudyounglaughasaclose.LenehanandMrO’MaddenBurke,hearing,turned,beckonedandledonacrosstowardsMooney’s.
—Finished?MylesCrawfordsaid.Solongastheydonoworse.
SOPHISTWALLOPSHAUGHTYHELENSQUAREONPROBOSCIS.SPARTANSGNASHMOLARS.ITHACANSVOWPENISCHAMP.
—YouremindmeofAntisthenes,theprofessorsaid,adiscipleofGorgias,thesophist.Itissaidofhimthatnonecouldtellifhewerebittereragainstothersoragainsthimself.Hewasthesonofanobleandabondwoman.AndhewroteabookinwhichhetookawaythepalmofbeautyfromArgiveHelenandhandedittopoorPenelope.
PoorPenelope.PenelopeRich.
TheymadereadytocrossO’Connellstreet
