How long is Haines going to stay in this tower?

Buck Mulligan showed a shaven cheek over his right shoulder.

God, isn’t he dreadful? he said frankly. A ponderous Saxon. He thinks you’re not a gentleman. God, these bloody English! Bursting with money and indigestion. Because he comes from Oxford. You know, Dedalus, you have the real Oxford manner. He can’t make you out. O, my name for you is the best: Kinch, the knife-blade.

He shaved warily over his chin.

He was raving all night about a black panther, Stephen said. Where is his guncase?

A woful lunatic! Mulligan said. Were you in a funk?

I was, Stephen said with energy and growing fear. Out here in the dark with a man I don’t