Улисс
Chapter 12
Heranklesarelinkedbyaslenderfetterchain.Besideheracamel,hoodedwithaturretingturban,waits.Asilkladderofinnumerablerungsclimbstohisbobbinghowdah.Heamblesnearwithdisgruntledhindquarters.Fiercelysheslapshishaunch,hergoldcurbwristbanglesangriling,scoldinghiminMoorish.)
MARION:Nebrakada!Femininum!
(Thecamel,liftingaforeleg,plucksfromatreealargemangofruit,offersittohismistress,blinking,inhisclovenhoof,thendroopshisheadand,grunting,withupliftedneck,fumblestokneel.Bloomstoopshisbackforleapfrog.)
BLOOM:Icangiveyou...Imeanasyourbusinessmenagerer...MrsMarion...ifyou...
MARION:Soyounoticesomechange?(Herhandspassingslowlyoverhertrinketedstomacher,aslowfriendlymockeryinhereyes.)OPoldy,Poldy,youareapooroldstickinthemud!Goandseelife.Seethewideworld.
BLOOM:Iwasjustgoingbackforthatlotionwhitewax,orangeflowerwater.ShopclosesearlyonThursday.Butthefirstthinginthemorning.(Hepatsdiverspockets.)Thismovingkidney.Ah!
(Hepointstothesouth,thentotheeast.Acakeofnewcleanlemonsoaparises,diffusinglightandperfume.)
THESOAP:
We’reacapitalcoupleareBloomandI.
Hebrightenstheearth.Ipolishthesky.
(ThefreckledfaceofSweny,thedruggist,appearsinthediscofthesoapsun.)
SWENY:Threeandapenny,please.
BLOOM:Yes.Formywife.MrsMarion.Specialrecipe.
MARION:(Softly.)Poldy!
BLOOM:Yes,ma’am?
MARION:Titremaunpocoilcuore?
(Indisdainshesauntersaway,plumpasapamperedpouterpigeon,hummingtheduetfromDonGiovanni.