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(A panel of fog rolls back rapidly, revealing rapidly in the jurybox the faces of Martin Cunningham, foreman, silkhatted, Jack Power, Simon Dedalus, Tom Kernan, Ned Lambert, John Henry Menton, Myles Crawford, Lenehan, Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy" (U15.1136)
THE NAMELESS ONE
Bareback riding. Weight for age. Gob, he organised her.
(All their heads turned to his voice.) Really?
THE NAMELESS ONE
(Snarls.) Arse over tip. Hundred shillings to five."
(All their heads lowered in assent.) Most of us thought as much.
He is a marked man. Another girl's plait cut. Wanted: Jack the Ripper. A thousand pounds reward."
(Awed, whispers.) And in black. A mormon. Anarchist.
(loudly) Whereas Leopold Bloom of no fixed abode is a well known dynamitard, forger,"
I will put an end to this white slave traffic and rid Dublin of this odious pest. Scandalous! (he dons the black cap) Let him be taken, Mr Subsheriff, from the dock where he now stands and detained in custody in Mountjoy prison during His Majesty's pleasure and there be hanged by the neck until he is dead and therein fail not at your peril or may the Lord have mercy on your soul. Remove him."
(scowls and calls with rich rolling utterance) Who'll hang Judas Iscariot?"
(to the recorder with sinister familiarity) Hanging Harry, your Majesty, the Mersey terror. Five guineas a jugular. Neck or nothing."
(desperately) Wait. Stop. Gulls. Good heart. I saw. Innocence."
(coldly) You are a perfect stranger."
(points to the corner) The bomb is here.
Infernal machine with a time fuse.
No, no. Pig's feet. I was at a funeral.
(draws his truncheon) Liar!"