Улисс
Chapter 8
Hewon’tgiveyouanytrouble,Bob.AlfBerganwillspeaktothelongfellow.We’llputabarleystrawinthatJudasIscariot’searthistime.
SighingMrDedaluscamethroughthesaloon,afingersoothinganeyelid.
—Hoho,wewill,BenDollardyodledjollily.Comeon,Simon.Giveusaditty.Weheardthepiano.
BaldPat,botheredwaiter,waitedfordrinkorders.PowerforRichie.AndBloom?Letmesee.Notmakehimwalktwice.Hiscorns.Fournow.Howwarmthisblackis.Coursenervesabit.Refracts(isit?)heat.Letmesee.Cider.Yes,bottleofcider.
—What’sthat?MrDedalussaid.Iwasonlyvamping,man.
—Comeon,comeon,BenDollardcalled.Begonedullcare.Come,Bob.
HeambledDollard,bulkyslops,beforethem(holdthatfellowwiththe:holdhimnow)intothesaloon.HeplumpedhimDollardonthestool.Hisgoutypawsplumpedchords.Plumped,stoppedabrupt.
BaldPatinthedoorwaymettealessgoldreturning.Bothered,hewantedPowerandcider.Bronzebythewindow,watched,bronzefromafar.
Jingleatinklejaunted.
Bloomheardajing,alittlesound.He’soff.LightsobofbreathBloomsighedonthesilentbluehuedflowers.Jingling.He’sgone.Jingle.Hear.
—LoveandWar,Ben,MrDedalussaid.Godbewitholdtimes.
MissDouce’sbraveeyes,unregarded,turnedfromthecrossblind,smittenbysunlight.Gone.Pensive(whoknows?),smitten(thesmitinglight),sheloweredthedropblindwithaslidingcord.
