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Chapter 12
)Youwouldhavepreferredthefightingparsonwhofoundedtheprotestanterror.ButbewareAntisthenes,thedogsage,andthelastendofAriusHeresiarchus.Theagonyinthecloset.
LYNCH:AlloneandthesameGodtoher.
STEPHEN:(Devoutly.)AndsovereignLordofallthings.
FLORRY:(ToStephen.)I’msureyou’reaspoiledpriest.Oramonk.
LYNCH:Heis.Acardinal’sson.
STEPHEN:Cardinalsin.Monksofthescrew.
(HisEminenceSimonStephenCardinalDedalus,PrimateofallIreland,appearsinthedoorway,dressedinredsoutane,sandalsandsocks.Sevendwarfsimianacolytes,alsoinred,cardinalsins,upholdhistrain,peepingunderit.Hewearsabatteredsilkhatsidewaysonhishead.Histhumbsarestuckinhisarmpitsandhispalmsoutspread.Roundhisneckhangsarosaryofcorksendingonhisbreastinacorkscrewcross.Releasinghisthumbs,heinvokesgracefromonhighwithlargewavegesturesandproclaimswithbloatedpomp:)
THECARDINAL:
Conservioliescaptured
Heliesinthelowestdungeon
Withmanaclesandchainsaroundhislimbs
Weighingupwardsofthreetons.
(Helooksatallforamoment,hisrighteyeclosedtight,hisleftcheekpuffedout.Then,unabletorepresshismerriment,herockstoandfro,armsakimbo,andsingswithbroadrollickinghumour:)
O,thepoorlittlefellow
Hihihihihislegstheywereyellow
Hewasplump,fatandheavyandbriskasasnake
Butsomebloodysavage
Tograizehiswhitecabbage
HemurderedNellFlaherty’sducklovingdrake.
(Amultitudeofmidgesswarmswhiteoverhisrobe.