"Old Garryowen started growling again at Bloom that was skeezing round the door.
— Come in, come on, says the citizen. He won't eat you.
So Bloom slopes in with his cod's eye on the dog and he asks Terry was Martin Cunningham there.
— O, Christ M'Keown, says Joe, reading one of the letters. Listen to this, will you?” (U12.407)