"We are considerably out of pocket over this bally pressman johnny, this jackdaw of Rheims, who has not even been to a university."

(U15.837)
"BLOOM

(Indistinctly.) University of life. Bad art.

BEAUFOY

(shouts) It's a damnably foul lie, showing the moral rottenness of the man! (he extends his portfolio) We have here damning evidence, the corpus delicti, my lord, a specimen of my maturer work disfigured by the hallmark of the beast.

A VOICE FROM THE GALLERY

Moses, Moses, king of the jews,
Wiped his arse in the Daily News.

BLOOM

(bravely) Overdrawn."

(U15.839)
"BEAUFOY

You low cad! You ought to be ducked in the horsepond, you rotter! (To the court.) Why, look at the man's private life! Leading a quadruple existence! Street angel and house devil. Not fit to be mentioned in mixed society. The archconspirator of the age!

BLOOM

(To the court.) And he, a bachelor, how..."

(U15.851)
"FIRST WATCH

The King versus Bloom. Call the woman Driscoll.

THE CRIER

Mary Driscoll, scullerymaid!

(Mary Driscoll, a slipshod servant girl, approaches. She has a bucket on the crook of her arm and a scouringbrush in her hand.)

SECOND WATCH

Another! Are you of the unfortunate class?"

(U15.860)
MARY DRISCOLL

(indignantly) I'm not a bad one. I bear a respectable character and was four months in my last place. I was in a situation, six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out and I had to leave owing to his carryings on.

FIRST WATCH

What do you tax him with?

MARY DRISCOLL

He made a certain suggestion but I thought more of myself as poor as I am.

(U15.866)
"BLOOM

(In housejacket of ripplecloth, flannel trousers, heelless slippers, unshaven, his hair rumpled, softly.) I treated you white. I gave you mementos, smart emerald garters far above your station. Incautiously I took your part when you were accused of pilfering. There's a medium in all things. Play cricket.

MARY DRISCOLL

(excitedly) As God is looking down on me this night if ever I laid a hand to them oylsters!

FIRST WATCH

The offence complained of? Did something happen?"

(U15.874)
"MARY DRISCOLL

He surprised me in the rere of the premises, Your honour, when the missus was out shopping one morning with a request for a safety pin. He held me and I was discoloured in four places as a result. And he interfered twict with my clothing."

(U15.884)
"BLOOM

She counterassaulted.

MARY DRISCOLL

(Scornfully.) I had more respect for the scouringbrush, so I had. I remonstrated with him, Your lord, and he remarked: keep it quiet!"

(15.889)
"(General laughter.)

GEORGES FOTTRELL

(Clerk of the crown and peace, resonantly.) Order in court! The accused will now make a bogus statement

(Bloom, pleading not guilty and holding a fullblown waterlily, begins a long unintelligible speech. They would hear what counsel had to say in his stirring address to the grand jury. He was down and out but,"

(U15.894)
"though branded as a black sheep, if he might say so, he meant to reform, to retrieve the memory of the past in a purely sisterly way and return to nature as a purely domestic animal. A sevenmonths' child, he had been carefully brought up and nurtured by an aged bedridden parent."

(U15.901)
"There might have been lapses of an erring father but he wanted to turn over a new leaf and now, when at long last in sight of the whipping post, to lead a homely life in the evening of his days, permeated by the affectionate surroundings of the heaving bosom of the family. An acclimatised Britisher, he had seen that summer eve from the footplate of an engine cab of the Loop line railway company while the rain refrained from falling"

(U15.905)
"glimpses, as it were, through the windows of loveful households in Dublin city and urban district of scenes truly rural of happiness of the better land"

(U15.912)
"with Dockrell's wallpaper at one and ninepence a dozen,"

(U15.914)
"innocent Britishborn bairns lisping prayers to the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their pensums"

(U15.915)
"or model young ladies playing on the pianoforte or anon all with fervour reciting the family rosary round the crackling Yulelog"

(U15.916)
"while in the boreens and green lanes the colleens with their swains strolled what times"

(U15.918)
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