coming in the afternoon. Her songs.

Plasto’s. Sir Philip Crampton’s memorial fountain bust. Who was he?

How do you do? Martin Cunningham said, raising his palm to his brow in salute.

He doesn’t see us, Mr Power said. Yes, he does. How do you do?

Who? Mr Dedalus asked.

Blazes Boylan, Mr Power said. There he is airing his quiff.

Just that moment I was thinking.

Mr Dedalus bent across to salute.

From the door of the Red Bank the white disc of a straw hat flashed reply: spruce figure: passed.

Mr Bloom reviewed the nails of his left