"LYNCH
(Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice.) Like that. Pandy bat.
(Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the coffin of the pianola flies open, the bald little round jack-in-the-box head of Father Dolan springs up.)" (U15.3665)
"FATHER DOLAN
Any boy want flogging? Broke his glasses? Lazy idle little schemer. See it in your eye." (U15.3670)
"(Mild, benign, rectorial, reproving, the head of Don John Conmee rises from the pianola coffin.)

DON JOHN CONMEE
Now, Father Dolan! Now. I'm sure that Stephen is a very good little boy!" (U15.3673)

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"ZOE
(Examining Stephen's palm.) Woman's hand.
STEPHEN
(Murmurs.) Continue. Lie. Hold me. Caress. I never could read His handwriting except His criminal thumbprint on the haddock." (U15.3677)
"ZOE
What day were you born?

STEPHEN
Thursday. Today.

ZOE
Thursday's child has far to go. (She traces lines on his hand.) Line of fate. Influential friends.

FLORRY
(pointing) Imagination.

ZOE
Mount of the moon. You'll meet with a .... (she peers at his hands abruptly) I won't tell you what's not good for you. Or do you want to know?" (U15.3682)
"BLOOM
(Detaches her fingers and offers his palm.) More harm than good. Here. Read mine.

BELLA
Show. (She turns up Bloom's hand.) I thought so. Knobby knuckles for the women.

ZOE
(Peering at Bloom's palm.) Gridiron. Travels beyond the sea and marry money.

BLOOM
Wrong." (U15.3694)
"ZOE
(Quickly.) O, I see. Short little finger. Henpecked husband. That wrong?" (U15.3705)
"ZOE
(Quickly.) O, I see. Short little finger. Henpecked husband. That wrong?" (U15.3705)
"(Black Liz, a huge rooster hatching in a chalked circle, rises, stretches her wings and clucks.)

BLACK LIZ
Gara. Klook. Klook. Klook. (She sidles from her newlaid egg and waddles off.)

BLOOM
(points to his hand) That weal there is an accident. Fell and cut it twentytwo years ago. I was sixteen.

ZOE
I see, says the blind man. Tell us news." (U15.3707)
"STEPHEN
See? Moves to one great goal. I am twentytwo. Sixteen years ago he was twentytwo too. Sixteen years ago I twentytwo tumbled. Twentytwo years ago he sixteen fell off his hobbyhorse. (He winces.) Hurt my hand somewhere. Must see a dentist. Money?

(Zoe whispers to Florry. They giggle. Bloom releases his hand and writes idly on the table in backhand, pencilling slow curves.)" (U15.3717)
"Lenehan, in yachtsman's cap and white shoes, officiously detaches a long hair from Blazes Boylan s shoulder.)

LENEHAN
Ho! What do I here behold? Were you brushing the cobwebs off a few quims?" (U15.3739)
"BOYLAN
(sated, smiles) Plucking a turkey.

LENEHAN
A good night's work.

BOYLAN
(holding up four thick bluntungulated fingers, winks) Blazes Kate! Up to sample or your money back. (he holds out a forefinger) Smell that." (U15.3745)
"LENEHAN
(Smells gleefully.) Ah! Lobster and mayonnaise. Ah!

ZOE AND FLORRY
(Laugh together.) Ha ha ha ha." (U15.3752)
"BOYLAN
(Tosses him sixpence.) Here, to buy yourself a gin and splash. (He hangs his hat smartly on a peg of Bloom's antlered head.) Show me in. I have a little private business with your wife, you understand?" (U15.3762)
"BLOOM
Thank you, sir. Yes, sir. Madam Tweedy is in her bath, sir." (U15.3766)
"BOYLAN
(To Bloom, over his shoulder.) You can apply your eye to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go through her a few times." (U15.3787)
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