with evident amusement the group of gazers round skipper Murphy’s nautical chest and then there was no more of her.

The gunboat, the keeper said.

It beats me, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen, medically I am speaking, how a wretched creature like that from the Lock hospital reeking with disease can be barefaced enough to solicit or how any man in his sober senses, if he values his health in the least. Unfortunate creature! Of course I suppose some man is ultimately responsible for her condition. Still no matter what the cause is from...

Stephen had not noticed her and shrugged his shoulders, merely remarking:

In this country people sell much more than she ever had and do a roaring trade. Fear not them that sell the