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Chapter 12
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THECROPPYBOY:
Horhothohrayhorhother’shest.
(Hegivesuptheghost.Aviolenterectionofthehangedsendsgoutsofspermspoutingthroughhisdeathclothesontothecobblestones.MrsBellingham,MrsYelvertonBarryandtheHonourableMrsMervynTalboysrushforwardwiththeirhandkerchiefstosopitup.)
RUMBOLD:I’mnearitmyself.(Heundoesthenoose.)Ropewhichhangedtheawfulrebel.Tenshillingsatime.AsappliedtoHerRoyalHighness.(Heplungeshisheadintothegapingbellyofthehangedanddrawsouthisheadagainclottedwithcoiledandsmokingentrails.)Mypainfuldutyhasnowbeendone.Godsavetheking!
EDWARDTHESEVENTH:(Dancesslowly,solemnly,rattlinghisbucket,andsingswithsoftcontentment.)
Oncoronationday,oncoronationday,
O,won’twehaveamerrytime,
Drinkingwhisky,beerandwine!
PRIVATECARR:Here.Whatareyousayingaboutmyking?
STEPHEN:(Throwsuphishands.)O,thisistoomonotonous!Nothing.Hewantsmymoneyandmylife,thoughwantmustbehismaster,forsomebrutishempireofhis.MoneyIhaven’t.(Hesearcheshispocketsvaguely.)Gaveittosomeone.
PRIVATECARR:Whowantsyourbleedingmoney?
STEPHEN:(Triestomoveoff.)WillsomeonetellmewhereIamleastlikelytomeetthesenecessaryevils?ÇasevoitaussiàParis.NotthatI...But,bySaintPatrick...!
(Thewomen’sheadscoalesce.OldGummyGrannyinsugarloafhatappearsseatedonatoadstool,thedeathflowerofthepotatoblightonherbreast.)
STEPHEN:Aha!Iknowyou,gammer!Hamlet,revenge!Theoldsowthateatsherfarrow!
OLDGUMMYGRANNY:(Rockingtoandfro.