So Bloom lets on he heard nothing and he starts talking with Joe, telling him he needn’t trouble about that little matter till the first but if he would just say a word to Mr Crawford. And so Joe swore high and holy by this and by that he’d do the devil and all.

Because, you see, says Bloom, for an advertisement you must have repetition. That’s the whole secret.

Rely on me, says Joe.

Swindling the peasants, says the citizen, and the poor of Ireland. We want no more strangers in our house.

O, I’m sure that will be all right, Hynes, says Bloom. It’s just that Keyes, you see.

Consider that done, says Joe.

Very kind of you, says Bloom.