Улисс
Chapter 5
Well,ifhecouldn’trememberthedayfather’snamethatheseeseveryday.
Bartelld’Arcywasthetenor,justcomingoutthen.Seeingherhomeafterpractice.Conceitedfellowwithhiswaxedupmoustache.GaveherthatsongWindsthatblowfromthesouth.
WindynightthatwasIwenttofetchhertherewasthatlodgemeetingonaboutthoselotteryticketsafterGoodwin’sconcertinthesupperroomoroakroomoftheMansionhouse.HeandIbehind.SheetofhermusicblewoutofmyhandagainsttheHighschoolrailings.Luckyitdidn’t.Thinglikethatspoilstheeffectofanightforher.ProfessorGoodwinlinkingherinfront.Shakyonhispins,pooroldsot.Hisfarewellconcerts.Positivelylastappearanceonanystage.Maybeformonthsandmaybefornever.Rememberherlaughingatthewind,herblizzardcollarup.CornerofHarcourtroadrememberthatgust.Brrfoo!BlewupallherskirtsandherboanearlysmotheredoldGoodwin.Shedidgetflushedinthewind.RememberwhenwegothomerakingupthefireandfryingupthosepiecesoflapofmuttonforhersupperwiththeChutneysaucesheliked.Andthemulledrum.Couldseeherinthebedroomfromthehearthunclampingthebuskofherstays:white.
Swishandsoftflopherstaysmadeonthebed.Alwayswarmfromher.Alwayslikedtoletherselfout.Sittingthereaftertillneartwotakingoutherhairpins.Millytuckedupinbeddyhouse.Happy.Happy.Thatwasthenight...
—O,MrBloom,howdoyoudo?
—O,howdoyoudo,MrsBreen?
—Nousecomplaining.HowisMollythosetimes?Haven’tseenherforages.
—Inthepink,MrBloomsaidgaily.
