0 Ulysses
so to say. Correct me but I always understood that the act
so performed by skittish humans with glimpses of lingerie
appealed to you in virtue of its exhibitionististicicity. In a
word. Hippogriff. Am I right?
BLOOM: She is rather lean.
VIRAG: (Not unpleasantly) Absolutely! Well observed
and those pannier pockets of the skirt and slightly peg-
top effect are devised to suggest bunchiness of hip. A new
purchase at some monster sale for which a gull has been
mulcted. Meretricious finery to deceive the eye. Observe
the attention to details of dustspecks. Never put on you to-
morrow what you can wear today. Parallax! (With a nervous
twitch of his head) Did you hear my brain go snap? Pollysyl-
labax!
BLOOM: (An elbow resting in a hand, a forefinger against
his cheek) She seems sad.
VIRAG: (Cynically, his weasel teeth bared yellow, draws
down his left eye with a finger and barks hoarsely) Hoax!
Beware of the flapper and bogus mournful. Lily of the al-
ley. All possess bachelor’s button discovered by Rualdus
Columbus. Tumble her. Columble her. Chameleon. (More
genially) Well then, permit me to draw your attention to
item number three. There is plenty of her visible to the na-
ked eye. Observe the mass of oxygenated vegetable matter
on her skull. What ho, she bumps! The ugly duckling of the
party, longcasted and deep in keel.
BLOOM: (Regretfully) When you come out without your
gun.
VIRAG: We can do you all brands, mild, medium and