CYCLOPS
"And he let a volley of oaths after him.
- Did I kill him, says he, or what?
And he shouting to the bloody dog:
- After him, Garry! After him, boy!
And the last we saw was the bloody car rounding the corner and old sheepface on it gesticulating and the bloody mongrel after it with his lugs back for all he was bloody well worth to tear him limb from limb. Hundred to five! Jesus, he took the value of it out of him, I promise you." (U12.1901)
