Ulysses by James Joyce Chapter 10 Page 34

fall. At their feet its red speck died: and mouldy air closed round them.

How interesting! a refined accent said in the gloom.

Yes, sir, Ned Lambert said heartily. We are standing in the historic council chamber of saint Mary’s abbey where silken Thomas proclaimed himself a rebel in 1534. This is the most historic spot in all Dublin. O’Madden Burke is going to write something about it one of these days. The old bank of Ireland was over the way till the time of the union and the original jews’ temple was here too before they built their synagogue over in Adelaide road. You were never here before, Jack, were you?

No, Ned.

He rode down through Dame walk, the refined accent said, if my memory serves me.