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and Belturbet. (She sings)
I gave it to Nelly
To stick in her belly,
The leg of the duck,
The leg of the duck.(Private Carr and Private Compton turn and counter-
retort, their tunics bloodbright in a lampglow, black sockets
of caps on their blond cropped polls. Stephen Dedalus and
Lynch pass through the crowd close to the redcoats.)
PRIVATE COMPTON: (Jerks his finger) Way for the par-
son.
PRIVATE CARR: (Turns and calls) What ho, parson!
CISSY CAFFREY: (Her voice soaring higher)
She has it, she got it,
Wherever she put it,
The leg of the duck.(Stephen, flourishing the ashplant in his left hand, chants
with joy the introit for paschal time. Lynch, his jockeycap low
on his brow, attends him, a sneer of discontent wrinkling his
face.)
STEPHEN: Vidi aquam egredientem de templo a latere
dextro. Alleluia.
(The famished snaggletusks of an elderly bawd protrude
from a doorway.)
THE BAWD: (Her voice whispering huskily) Sst! Come