"Child born every minute somewhere. Mrs Purefoy.
He laid both books aside and glanced at the third: Tales of the Ghetto by Leopold von Sacher Masoch.
- That I had, he said, pushing it by.
The shopman let two volumes fall on the counter.
- Them are two good ones, he said." (U10.589)
"Onions of his breath came across the counter out of his ruined mouth. He bent to make a bundle of the other books, hugged them against his unbuttoned waistcoat and bore them off behind the dingy curtain." (U10.596)
"On O'Connell bridge" (U10.599)
"many persons observed the grave deportment and gay apparel of Mr Denis J. Maginni, professor of dancing &c." (U10.599)
"Mr Bloom, alone, looked at the titles. Fair Tyrants by James Lovebirch." (U10.601)
I am still looking for 'Fair Tyrants'. This is 'Au Bon Vieux Temps' by James Lovebirch, published in Paris (1913). James Lovebirch was the pseudonym of a (probably French) early 19c. author. His best known novels are 'Les Cinq fessées de Suzette' (Paris, 1910), 'Peggy Briggs' (Paris, 1913), and 'L'Avatar de Lucette' (1913).
"Know the kind that is. Had it? Yes." (U10.602)
The endpaper of 'Au Bon Vieux Temps' lists 'Works by the Same Author,' though the first part of the list is books by Aimé Van Rod, not James Lovebirch. Other writers listed are Lord Kidrodstock and Lord Birchisgood. Nice names they have. It should be fairly easy to know the kind that is.
None of those titles would directly translate as 'Fair Tyrants'. 'Nos Belles Flagellantes' (1907), rendered into English as 'Our Fair Flagellants' (1908), comes closest.
"He opened it. Thought so." (U10.603)
"A woman's voice behind the dingy curtain. Listen: the man.
No: she wouldn't like that much. Got her it once.
He read the other title: Sweets of Sin. More in her line. Let us see." (U10.604)
"He read where his finger opened.
- All the dollarbills her husband gave her were spent in the stores on wondrous gowns and costliest frillies. For him! For Raoul!
Yes. This. Here. Try." (U10.607)
"The beautiful woman threw off her sabletrimmed wrap, displaying her queenly shoulders and heaving embonpoint. An imperceptible smile played round her perfect lips as she turned to him calmly.
Mr Bloom read again: The beautiful woman...
Warmth showered gently over him, cowing his flesh. Flesh yielded amply amid rumpled clothes: whites of eyes swooning up. His nostrils arched themselves for prey. Melting breast ointments (for him! for Raoul!). Armpits' oniony sweat. Fishgluey slime (her heaving embonpoint!). Feel! Press! Chrished! Sulphur dung of lions!
Young! Young!" (U10.615)
"An elderly female, no more young, left the building of the courts of chancery, king's bench, exchequer and common pleas, having heard in the lord chancellor's court the case in lunacy of Potterton, in the admiralty division the summons, exparte motion, of the owners of the Lady Cairns versus the owners of the barque Mona, in the court of appeal reservation of judgment in the case of Harvey versus the Ocean Accident and Guarantee Corporation." (U10.625)
"Dilly Dedalus, listening by the curbstone, heard the beats of the bell, the cries of the auctioneer within. Four and nine. Those lovely curtains. Five shillings. Cosy curtains. Selling new at two guineas. Any advance on five shillings? Going for five shillings." (U10.644)
"The lacquey lifted his handbell and shook it:
- Barang!" (U10.649)
A similar bell ringer in front of an Opera House in the USA.
"J.A. Jackson, W.E. Wylie, A. Munro and H.T. Gahan, their stretched necks wagging," (U10.651)
A period bicycle race, I am not sure where.
"negotiated the curve by the College library.
Mr Dedalus, tugging a long moustache, came round from Williams' row. He halted near his daughter.
- It's time for you, she said." (U10.653)