pillar.

Eight plums a penny! Eight for a penny!

We had better look a little serious, Martin Cunningham said.

Mr Dedalus sighed.

Ah then indeed, he said, poor little Paddy wouldn’t grudge us a laugh.

Many a good one he told himself.

The Lord forgive me! Mr Power said, wiping his wet eyes with his fingers. Poor Paddy! I little thought a week ago when I saw him last and he was in his usual health that I’d be driving after him like this. He’s gone from us.

As decent a little man as ever wore a hat, Mr Dedalus said. He went very suddenly.

Breakdown, Martin Cunningham said. Heart.