He stood to read the card in his hand.
— The reverend Hugh C. Love, Rathcoffey. Present address: Saint Michael's, Sallins. Nice young chap he is. He's writing a book about the Fitzgeralds he told me. He's well up in history, faith." (U10.433)
— I thought you were at a new gunpowder plot, J. J. O'Molloy said.
Ned Lambert cracked his fingers in the air." (U10.440)
— Woa, sonny!
He turned to J. J. O'Molloy and asked:
— Well, Jack. What is it? What's the trouble? Wait awhile. Hold hard." (U10.450)
- Chow! he said. Blast you!
- The dust from those sacks, J.J. O'Molloy said politely.
- No, Ned Lambert gasped, I caught a... cold night before... blast your soul... night before last... and there was a hell of a lot of draught...
He held his handkerchief ready for the coming...
- I was... Glasnevin this morning... poor little... what do you call him... Chow! ...Mother of Moses!" (U10.455)
- See? he said. Say it's turn six. In here, see. Turn Now On.
He slid it into the left slot for them. It shot down the groove, wobbled a while, ceased, ogling them: six.' (U10.465)
As discovered by Eamonn Finn (and reported in the JJ Broadsheet June 2008) this is the device being shown.
[Image courtesy of Eamonn Finn]
— See? he said. See now the last one I put in is over here: Turns Over. The
impact. Leverage, see?
He showed them the rising column of disks on the right." (U10.473)
An ad from Pearson's Magazine 1905, suggesting false teeth were a precious commodity!
Eamonn found the patent application #27,617 titled "Improvements in Programme Indicators for Theatres of Varieties, Music Hall and the like", for an invention by Thomas Henry Rochford (19 Wellington Quay, Dublin, Engineer), dated 1908, detailing its construction, mechanism, and usefulness.
He slid in a disk for himself: and watched it shoot, wobble, ogle, stop: four. Turn Now On.
- I'll see him now in the Ormond, Lenehan said, and sound him." (U10.481)
- Do, Tom Rochford said. Tell him I'm Boylan with impatience.
- Goodnight, M'Coy said abruptly, when you two begin..." (U10.484)
— But how does it work here, Tommy? he asked.
— Tooraloo, Lenehan said. See you later.
He followed M'Coy out across the tiny square of Crampton court.
— He's a hero, he said simply.
— I know, M'Coy said. The drain, you mean.
— Drain? Lenehan said. It was down a manhole." (U10.488)