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           THEURCHINS:Mindout,mister!

           (Twocyclists,withlightedpaperlanternsaswing,swimbyhim,grazinghim,theirbellsrattling.)

           THEBELLS:Haltyaltyaltyall.

           BLOOM:(Haltserect,stungbyaspasm.)Ow!

           (Helooksround,dartsforwardsuddenly.Throughrisingfogadragonsandstrewer,travellingatcaution,slewsheavilydownuponhim,itshugeredheadlightwinking,itstrolleyhissingonthewire.Themotormanbangshisfootgong.)

           THEGONG:BangBangBlaBakBludBuggBloo.

           (Thebrakecracksviolently.Bloom,raisingapoliceman’swhiteglovedhand,blundersstiffleggedoutofthetrack.Themotorman,thrownforward,pugnosed,ontheguidewheel,yellsasheslidespastoverchainsandkeys.)

           THEMOTORMAN:Hey,shitbreeches,areyoudoingthehattrick?

           (Bloomtrickleapstothecurbstoneandhaltsagain.Hebrushesamudflakefromhischeekwithaparcelledhand.)

           BLOOM:Nothoroughfare.Closeshavethatbutcuredthestitch.MusttakeupSandow’sexercisesagain.Onthehandsdown.Insureagainststreetaccidenttoo.TheProvidential.(Hefeelshistrouserpocket.)Poormamma’spanacea.Heeleasilycatchintrackorbootlaceinacog.DaythewheeloftheblackMariapeeledoffmyshoeatLeonard’scorner.Thirdtimeisthecharm.Shoetrick.Insolentdriver.Ioughttoreporthim.Tensionmakesthemnervous.Mightbethefellowbalkedmethismorningwiththathorseywoman.Samestyleofbeauty.Quickofhimallthesame.Thestiffwalk.Truewordspokeninjest.ThatawfulcrampinLadlane.SomethingpoisonousIate.Emblemofluck.Why?Probablylostcattle.Markofthebeast.(Hecloseshiseyesaninstant.