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Inspector Troy, Mrs Galbraith, the constable off Eccles Street
corner, old doctor Brady with stethoscope, the mystery man
on the beach, a retriever, Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all her
lovers.)
THE HUE AND CRY: (Helterskelterpelterwelter) He’s
Bloom! Stop Bloom! Stopabloom! Stopperrobber! Hi! Hi!
Stophim on the corner!
(At the corner of Beaver Street beneath the scaffolding
Bloom panting stops on the fringe of the noisy quarrelling
knot, a lot not knowing a jot what hi! hi! row and wrangle
round the whowhat brawlaltogether.)
STEPHEN: (With elaborate gestures, breathing deeply
and slowly) You are my guests. Uninvited. By virtue of the
fifth of George and seventh of Edward. History to blame.
Fabled by mothers of memory.
PRIVATE CARR: (To Cissy Caffrey) Was he insulting
you?
STEPHEN: Addressed her in vocative feminine. Prob-
ably neuter. Ungenitive.
VOICES: No, he didn’t. I seen him. The girl there. He was
in Mrs Cohen’s. What’s up? Soldier and civilian.
CISSY CAFFREY: I was in company with the soldiers
and they left me to do—you know, and the young man run
up behind me. But I’m faithful to the man that’s treating me
though I’m only a shilling whore.
STEPHEN: (Catches sight of Lynch’s and Kitty’s heads)
Hail, Sisyphus. (He points to himself and the others) Poetic.
Uropoetic.
VOICES: Shes faithfultheman.