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           Theyoughttohavesomelawtopiercetheheartandmakesureoranelectricclockoratelephoneinthecoffinandsomekindofacanvasairhole.Flagofdistress.Threedays.Ratherlongtokeeptheminsummer.Justaswelltogetshutofthemassoonasyouaresurethere’sno.

           Theclayfellsofter.Begintobeforgotten.Outofsight,outofmind.

           Thecaretakermovedawayafewpacesandputonhishat.Hadenoughofit.Themournerstookheartofgrace,onebyone,coveringthemselveswithoutshow.MrBloomputonhishatandsawtheportlyfiguremakeitswaydeftlythroughthemazeofgraves.Quietly,sureofhisground,hetraversedthedismalfields.

           Hynesjottingdownsomethinginhisnotebook.Ah,thenames.Butheknowsthemall.No:comingtome.

           —Iamjusttakingthenames,Hynessaidbelowhisbreath.Whatisyourchristianname?I’mnotsure.

           —L,MrBloomsaid.Leopold.AndyoumightputdownM’Coy’snametoo.Heaskedmeto.

           —Charley,Hynessaidwriting.Iknow.HewasontheFreemanonce.

           SohewasbeforehegotthejobinthemorgueunderLouisByrne.Goodideaapostmortemfordoctors.Findoutwhattheyimaginetheyknow.HediedofaTuesday.Gottherun.Levantedwiththecashofafewads.Charley,you’remydarling.Thatwaswhyheaskedmeto.Owell,doesnoharm.Isawtothat,M’Coy.Thanks,oldchap:muchobliged.Leavehimunderanobligation:costsnothing.

           —Andtellus,Hynessaid,doyouknowthatfellowinthe,fellowwasoverthereinthe...

           Helookedaround.

           —Macintosh.Yes,Isawhim,MrBloomsaid.Whereishenow?

           —M’Intosh,Hynessaidscribbling.