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Chapter 12
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BLOOM:AreyousureaboutthatVoglio?Imeanthepronunciati...
(Hefollows,followedbythesniffingterrier.Theelderlybawdseizeshissleeve,thebristlesofherchinmoleglittering.)
THEBAWD:Tenshillingsamaidenhead.Freshthingwasnevertouched.Fifteen.There’sno-oneinitonlyheroldfatherthat’sdeaddrunk.
(Shepoints.Inthegapofherdarkdenfurtive,rainbedraggled,BridieKellystands.)
BRIDIE:Hatchstreet.Anygoodinyourmind?
(Withasqueaksheflapsherbatshawlandruns.Aburlyroughpursueswithbootedstrides.Hestumblesonthesteps,recovers,plungesintogloom.Weaksqueaksoflaughterareheard,weaker.)
THEBAWD:(Herwolfeyesshining.)He’sgettinghispleasure.Youwon’tgetavirginintheflashhouses.Tenshillings.Don’tbeallnightbeforethepolisinplainclothesseesus.Sixtysevenisabitch.
(Leering,GertyMacdowelllimpsforward.Shedrawsfrombehind,ogling,andshowscoylyherbloodiedclout.)
GERTY:WithallmyworldlygoodsItheeandthou.(Shemurmurs.)Youdidthat.Ihateyou.
BLOOM:I?When?You’redreaming.Ineversawyou.
THEBAWD:Leavethegentlemanalone,youcheat.Writingthegentlemanfalseletters.Streetwalkingandsoliciting.Betterforyourmothertakethestraptoyouatthebedpost,hussylikeyou.
GERTY:(ToBloom.)Whenyousawallthesecretsofmybottomdrawer.(Shepawshissleeve,slobbering.)Dirtymarriedman!Iloveyoufordoingthattome.
(Sheglidesawaycrookedly.