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           —Sureweoughtto,theoldwomansaid,andI’mashamedIdon’tspeakthelanguagemyself.I’mtoldit’sagrandlanguagebythemthatknows.

           —Grandisnonameforit,saidBuckMulligan.Wonderfulentirely.Fillusoutsomemoretea,Kinch.Wouldyoulikeacup,ma’am?

           —No,thankyou,sir,theoldwomansaid,slippingtheringofthemilkcanonherforearmandabouttogo.

           Hainessaidtoher:

           —Haveyouyourbill?Wehadbetterpayher,Mulligan,hadn’twe?

           Stephenfilledagainthethreecups.

           —Bill,sir?shesaid,halting.Well,it’ssevenmorningsapintattwopenceisseventwosisashillingandtwopenceoverandthesethreemorningsaquartatfourpenceisthreequartsisashilling.That’sashillingandoneandtwoistwoandtwo,sir.

           BuckMulligansighedand,havingfilledhismouthwithacrustthicklybutteredonbothsides,stretchedforthhislegsandbegantosearchhistrouserpockets.

           —Payupandlookpleasant,Hainessaidtohim,smiling.

           Stephenfilledathirdcup,aspoonfulofteacolouringfaintlythethickrichmilk.BuckMulliganbroughtupaflorin,twisteditroundinhisfingersandcried:

           —Amiracle!

           Hepasseditalongthetabletowardstheoldwoman,saying:

           —Asknothingmoreofme,sweet.AllIcangiveyouIgive.

           Stephenlaidthecoininheruneagerhand.

           —We’llowetwopence,hesaid.

           —Timeenough,sir,shesaid,takingthecoin.Timeenough.Goodmorning,sir.

           Shecurtseyedandwentout,followedbyBuckMulligan’stenderchant:

           —Heartofmyheart,wereitmore,

           Morewouldbelaidatyourfeet.

           HeturnedtoStephenandsaid:

           —Seriously,Dedalus.