"- It's a kind of a tour, don't you see? Mr Bloom said thoughtfully. Sweeeet song. There's a committee formed. Part shares and part profits.
M'Coy nodded, picking at his moustache stubble.
- O well, he said. That's good news.
He moved to go.
- Well, glad to see you looking fit, he said. Meet you knocking around.
- Yes, Mr Bloom said.
- Tell you what, M'Coy said. You might put down my name at the funeral, will you? I'd like to go but I mightn't be able, you see. There's a drowning case at Sandycove may turn up and then the coroner and myself would have to go down if the body is found." (U5.162)