Ulysses by James Joyce Chapter 9 Page 60

(don’t forget Nell Gwynn Herpyllis) and let her live in his villa.

Do you mean he died so? Mr Best asked with slight concern. I mean...

He died dead drunk, Buck Mulligan capped. A quart of ale is a dish for a king. O, I must tell you what Dowden said!

What? asked Besteglinton.

William Shakespeare and company, limited. The people’s William. For terms apply: E. Dowden, Highfield house...

Lovely! Buck Mulligan suspired amorously. I asked him what he thought of the charge of pederasty brought against the bard. He lifted his hands and said: All we can say is that life ran very high in those days. Lovely!

Catamite.