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Chapter 9
Phenomenon!Thefatheaphemarriedisaniceoldphenomenonwithabackonherlikeaballalley.TimetheywerestoppingupintheCityArmspisserBurketoldmetherewasanoldonetherewithacrackedloodheramaunofanephewandBloomtryingtogetthesoftsideofherdoingthemollycoddleplayingbéziquetocomeinforabitofthewampuminherwillandnoteatingmeatofaFridaybecausetheoldonewasalwaysthumpinghercrawandtakingtheloutoutforawalk.AndonetimeheledhimtheroundsofDublinand,bytheholyfarmer,henevercriedcracktillhebroughthimhomeasdrunkasaboiledowlandhesaidhedidittoteachhimtheevilsofalcoholandbyherrings,ifthethreewomendidn’tnearroasthim,it’saqueerstory,theoldone,Bloom’swifeandMrsO’Dowdthatkeptthehotel.Jesus,IhadtolaughatpisserBurketakingthemoffchewingthefat.AndBloomwithhisbutdon’tyousee?andbutontheotherhand.Andsure,morebetoken,theloutI’mtoldwasinPower’safter,theblender’s,roundinCopestreetgoinghomefootlessinacabfivetimesintheweekafterdrinkinghiswaythroughallthesamplesinthebloodyestablishment.Phenomenon!
—Thememoryofthedead,saysthecitizentakinguphispintglassandglaringatBloom.
—Ay,ay,saysJoe.
—Youdon’tgraspmypoint,saysBloom.WhatImeanis...
—SinnFein!saysthecitizen.SinnFeinamhain!Thefriendswelovearebyoursideandthefoeswehatebeforeus.
Thelastfarewellwasaffectingintheextreme.
