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Chapter 12
)Ireland’ssweetheart,thekingofSpain’sdaughter,alanna.Strangersinmyhouse,badmannerstothem!(Shekeenswithbansheewoe.)Ochone!Ochone!Silkofthekine!(Shewails.)YoumetwithpooroldIrelandandhowdoesshestand?
STEPHEN:HowdoIstandyou?Thehattrick!Where’sthethirdpersonoftheBlessedTrinity?SoggarthAroon?ThereverendCarrionCrow.
CISSYCAFFREY:(Shrill.)Stopthemfromfighting!
AROUGH:Ourmenretreated.
PRIVATECARR:(Tuggingathisbelt.)I’llwringtheneckofanyfuckersaysawordagainstmyfuckingking.
BLOOM:(Terrified.)Hesaidnothing.Notaword.Apuremisunderstanding.
THECITIZEN:Eringobragh!
(MajorTweedyandtheCitizenexhibittoeachothermedals,decorations,trophiesofwar,wounds.Bothsalutewithfiercehostility.)
PRIVATECOMPTON:Goit,Harry.Dohimoneintheeye.He’saproboer.
STEPHEN:DidI?When?
BLOOM:(Totheredcoats.)WefoughtforyouinSouthAfrica,Irishmissiletroops.Isn’tthathistory?RoyalDublinFusiliers.Honouredbyourmonarch.
THENAVVY:(Staggeringpast.)O,yes!OGod,yes!O,makethekwawrakrowawr!O!Bo!
(Casquedhalberdiersinarmourthrustforwardapenticeofguttedspearpoints.MajorTweedy,moustachedlikeTurkotheterrible,inbearskincapwithhackleplumeandaccoutrements,withepaulettes,giltchevronsandsabretaches,hisbreastbrightwithmedals,toestheline.Hegivesthepilgrimwarrior’ssignoftheknightstemplars.)
MAJORTWEEDY:(Growlsgruffly.)Rorke’sDrift!Up,guards,andatthem!Maharshalalhashbaz.
PRIVATECARR:I’lldohimin.
PRIVATECOMPTON:(Wavesthecrowdback.