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"He and I behind. Sheet of her music blew out of my hand against the high school railings. Lucky it didn't. Thing like that spoils the effect of a night for her." (U8.187) |
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"Professor Goodwin linking her in front. Shaky on his pins, poor old sot. His farewell concerts. Positively last appearance on any stage. May be for months and may be for never. Remember her laughing at the wind, her blizzard collar up. Corner of Harcourt road remember that gust? Brrfoo! Blew up all her skirts and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin. She did get flushed in the wind." (U8.188) |
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"Remember when we got home raking up the fire and frying up those pieces of lap of mutton for her supper with the Chutney sauce she liked. And the mulled rum. Could see her in the bedroom from the hearth unclamping the busk of her stays. White." (U8.194) |
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"Swish and soft flop her stays made on the bed. Always warm from her. Always liked to let herself out. Sitting there after till near two, taking out her hairpins. Milly tucked up in beddyhouse. Happy. Happy. That was the night..." (U8.198) |
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"- O, Mr Bloom, how do you do? - O, how do you do, Mrs Breen? - No use complaining. How is Molly those times? Haven't seen her for ages. - In the pink, Mr Bloom said gaily," (U8.202) |
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"Milly has a position down in Mullingar, you know. - Go away! Isn't that grand for her? - Yes, in a photographer's there. Getting on like a house on fire. How are all your charges?" (U8.206) |
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"- All on the baker's list, Mrs Breen said. How many has she? No other in sight." (U8.211) |
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"- You're in black, I see. You have no...? - No, Mr Bloom said. I have just come from a funeral. Going to crop up all day, I foresee. Who's dead, when and what did he die of? Turn up like a bad penny. - O dear me, Mrs Breen said. I hope it wasn't any near relation. May as well get her sympathy. - Dignam, Mr Bloom said. An old friend of mine. He died quite suddenly, poor fellow. Heart trouble, I believe. Funeral was this morning." (U8.213) |
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"Your funeral's tomorrow While you're coming through the rye." (U8.221) |
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"- Sad to lose the old friends, Mrs Breen's womaneyes said melancholily. Now that's quite enough about that. Just quietly: husband. - And your lord and master? Mrs Breen turned up her two large eyes. Hasn't lost them anyhow." (U8.225) |
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"- O, don't be talking! she said. He's a caution to rattlesnakes. He's in there now with his lawbooks finding out the law of libel. He has me heartscalded. Wait till I show you." (U8.229) |
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"Opening her handbag, chipped leather. Hatpin: ought to have a guard on those things." (U8.239) |
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"Stick it in a chap's eye in the tram. Rummaging." (U8.240) |
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"Open. Money. Please take one. Devils if they lose sixpence. Raise Cain. Husband barging. Where's the ten shillings I gave you on Monday? Are you feeding your little brother's family? Soiled handkerchief: medicinebottle. Pastille that was fell. What is she...?" (U8.241) |
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"- Woke me up in the night, she said. Dream he had, a nightmare. Indiges. - Said the ace of spades was walking up the stairs." (U8.251) On this period PC of the Language of Cards, the ace of spades means 'Beware!' |