slack of the breeches and he was landed up to the father on the quay more dead than alive.

Half the town was there.

Yes, Mr Bloom said. But the funny part is.....

And Reuben J, Martin Cunningham said, gave the boatman a florin for saving his son’s life.

A stifled sigh came from under Mr Power’s hand.

O, he did, Martin Cunningham affirmed. Like a hero. A silver florin.

Isn’t it awfully good? Mr Bloom said eagerly.

One and eightpence too much, Mr Dedalus said drily.

Mr Power’s choked laugh burst quietly in the carriage.

Nelson’s