Ulysses by James Joyce Chapter 12 Page 81

P.; the rev. J. Flanagan, C. C. The laity included P. Fay, T. Quirke, etc., etc.

Talking about violent exercise, says Alf, were you at that Keogh-Bennett match?

No, says Joe.

I heard So and So made a cool hundred quid over it, says Alf.

Who? Blazes? says Joe.

And says Bloom:

What I meant about tennis, for example, is the agility and training the eye.

Ay, Blazes, says Alf. He let out that Myler was on the beer to run up the odds and he swatting all the time.

We know him, says the citizen. The traitor’s son. We know what put English gold in his pocket.