"Buck Mulligan sighed tragically and laid his hand on Stephen's arm.
— From me, Kinch, he said.
In a suddenly changed tone he added:
— To tell you the God's truth I think you're right. Damn all else they are good for. Why don't you play them as I do? To hell with them all. Let us get out of the kip." (U1.502)
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