0 Ulysses
monial philosophy, have you got that? O. K. Seventyseven
west sixtyninth street. Got me? That’s it. You call me up by
sunphone any old time. Bumboosers, save your stamps. (He
shouts) Now then our glory song. All join heartily in the
singing. Encore! (He sings) Jeru ...
THE GRAMOPHONE: (Drowning his voice) Whorusa-
laminyourhighhohhhh ... (The disc rasps gratingly against
the needle)
THE THREE WHORES: (Covering their ears, squawk)
Ahhkkk!
ELIJAH: (In rolledup shirtsleeves, black in the face, shouts
at the top of his voice, his arms uplifted) Big Brother up there,
Mr President, you hear what I done just been saying to you.
Certainly, I sort of believe strong in you, Mr President. I
certainly am thinking now Miss Higgins and Miss Ricketts
got religion way inside them. Certainly seems to me I don’t
never see no wusser scared female than the way you been,
Miss Florry, just now as I done seed you. Mr President, you
come long and help me save our sisters dear. (He winks at
his audience) Our Mr President, he twig the whole lot and
he aint saying nothing.
KITTY-KATE: I forgot myself. In a weak moment I erred
and did what I did on Constitution hill. I was confirmed by
the bishop and enrolled in the brown scapular. My mother’s
sister married a Montmorency. It was a working plumber
was my ruination when I was pure.
ZOE-FANNY: I let him larrup it into me for the fun of
it.
FLORRY-TERESA: It was in consequence of a portwine