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Three pounds twelve you got, two notes, one sovereign, two
crowns, if youth but knew. Mooney’s en ville, Mooney’s sur
mer, the Moira, Larchet’s, Holles street hospital, Burke’s.
Eh? I am watching you.
PHILIP DRUNK: (Impatiently) Ah, bosh, man. Go to
hell! I paid my way. If I could only find out about octaves.
Reduplication of personality. Who was it told me his name?
(His lawnmower begins to purr) Aha, yes. Zoe mou sas agapo.
Have a notion I was here before. When was it not Atkinson
his card I have somewhere. Mac Somebody. Unmack I have
it. He told me about, hold on, Swinburne, was it, no?
FLORRY: And the song?
STEPHEN: Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.
FLORRY: Are you out of Maynooth? You’re like someone
I knew once.
STEPHEN: Out of it now. (To himself) Clever.
PHILIP DRUNK AND PHILIP SOBER: (Their lawn-
mowers purring with a rigadoon of grasshalms) Clever ever.
Out of it out of it. By the bye have you the book, the thing,
the ashplant? Yes, there it, yes. Cleverever outofitnow. Keep
in condition. Do like us.
ZOE: There was a priest down here two nights ago to do
his bit of business with his coat buttoned up. You needn’t
try to hide, I says to him. I know you’ve a Roman collar.
VIRAG: Perfectly logical from his standpoint. Fall of
man. (Harshly, his pupils waxing) To hell with the pope!
Nothing new under the sun. I am the Virag who dis-
closed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. Why I left
the church of Rome. Read the Priest, the Woman and the