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           (Stephenshakeshishead.)Nokid.

           LYNCH:Sheetlightningcourage.Theyouthwhocouldnotshiverandshake.(ToZoe.)Whotaughtyoupalmistry?

           ZOE:(Turns.)AskmyballocksthatIhaven’tgot.(ToStephen.)Iseeitinyourface.Theeye,likethat.(Shefrownswithloweredhead.)

           LYNCH:(Laughing,slapsKittybehindtwice.)Likethat.Pandybat.

           (Twiceloudlyapandybatcracks,thecoffinofthepianolafliesopen,thebaldlittleroundjack-in-the-boxheadofFatherDolanspringsup.)

           FATHERDOLAN:Anyboywantflogging?Brokehisglasses?Lazyidlelittleschemer.Seeitinyoureye.

           (Mild,benign,rectorial,reproving,theheadofDonJohnConmeerisesfromthepianolacoffin.)

           DONJOHNCONMEE:Now,FatherDolan!Now.I’msurethatStephenisaverygoodlittleboy!

           ZOE:(ExaminingStephen’spalm.)Woman’shand.

           STEPHEN:(Murmurs.)Continue.Lie.Holdme.Caress.InevercouldreadHishandwritingexceptHiscriminalthumbprintonthehaddock.

           ZOE:Whatdaywereyouborn?

           STEPHEN:Thursday.Today.

           ZOE:Thursday’schildhasfartogo.(Shetraceslinesonhishand.)Lineoffate.Influentialfriends.

           FLORRY:(Pointing.)Imagination.

           ZOE:Mountofthemoon.You’llmeetwitha...(Shepeersathishandsabruptly.)Iwon’ttellyouwhat’snotgoodforyou.Ordoyouwanttoknow?

           BLOOM:(Detachesherfingersandoffershispalm.)Moreharmthangood.Here.Readmine.

           BELLA:Show.(SheturnsupBloom’shand.)Ithoughtso.Knobbyknucklesforthewomen.

           ZOE:(PeeringatBloom’spalm.)Gridiron.Travelsbeyondtheseaandmarrymoney.

           BLOOM:Wrong.

           ZOE:(Quickly.)O,Isee.Shortlittlefinger.