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Chapter 9
Didyoureadthatreportbyamanwhat’sthishisnameis?
—Casement,saysthecitizen.He’sanIrishman.
—Yes,that’stheman,saysJ.J.Rapingthewomenandgirlsandfloggingthenativesonthebellytosqueezealltheredrubbertheycanoutofthem.
—Iknowwherehe’sgone,saysLenehan,crackinghisfingers.
—Who?saysI.
—Bloom,sayshe.Thecourthouseisablind.HehadafewbobonThrowawayandhe’sgonetogatherintheshekels.
—Isitthatwhiteeyedkaffir?saysthecitizen,thatneverbackedahorseinangerinhislife?
—That’swherehe’sgone,saysLenehan.ImetBantamLyonsgoingtobackthathorseonlyIputhimoffitandhetoldmeBloomgavehimthetip.Betyouwhatyoulikehehasahundredshillingstofiveon.He’stheonlymaninDublinhasit.Adarkhorse.
—He’sabloodydarkhorsehimself,saysJoe.
—Mind,Joe,saysI.Showustheentranceout.
—Thereyouare,saysTerry.
GoodbyeIrelandI’mgoingtoGort.