"One of the old queen's sons, duke of Albany was it? had only one skin. Leopold, yes. Three we have. Warts, bunions and pimples to make it worse." (U5.497)
"But you want a perfume too. What perfume does your? Peau d'Espagne. That orangeflower water is so fresh. Nice smell these soaps have. Pure curd soap." (U5.499)
"Time to get a bath round the corner. Hammam. Turkish. Massage. Dirt gets rolled up in your navel. Nicer if a nice girl did it. Also I think I. Yes I. Do it in the bath. Curious longing I. Water to water. Combine business with pleasure. Pity no time for massage. Feel fresh then all day. Funeral be rather glum." (U5.502)
A Dublin guidebook (1895) lists the following baths:
* St Stephen's Green Baths, at the west side of St Stephen's Green Park. This establishment provides excellent and varied accomodation, including Turkish baths, with plunge, hot and cold water, fresh and salt, electric and medicated baths. A special department for ladies.
* The Turkish Baths, in Lincoln place, close to Westland Row Terminus, afford good accomodation both for Ladies and Gentlemen. All kinds of water baths (swimming baths excepted) are here provided.
A Dublin guidebook (1895) lists the following baths:
* St Stephen's Green Baths, at the west side of St Stephen's Green Park. This establishment provides excellent and varied accomodation, including Turkish baths, with plunge, hot and cold water, fresh and salt, electric and medicated baths. A special department for ladies.
* The Turkish Baths, in Lincoln place, close to Westland Row Terminus, afford good accomodation both for Ladies and Gentlemen. All kinds of water baths (swimming baths excepted) are here provided.
* The Hammam Hotel and Turkish Baths, in Upper Sackville street, are commodious and well conducted. Warm and cold water baths may be had also.
* 11 Leinster street. Turkish and other baths. [This is the hammam around the corner from Bloom].
* Nassau Place. Hot and cold water baths; first, second and third class.
* 11 Leinster street. Turkish and other baths. [This is the hammam around the corner from Bloom].
* Nassau Place. Hot and cold water baths; first, second and third class.
"Feel fresh then all day. Funeral be rather glum. (U5.505)
"- Yes, sir, the chemist said. That was two and nine. Have you brought a bottle?" (U5.507)
"- No, Mr Bloom said. Make it up, please. I'll call later in the day and I'll take one of those soaps. How much are they?
- Fourpence, sir." (U5.509)
- Fourpence, sir." (U5.509)
"Mr Bloom raised a cake to his nostrils. Sweet lemony wax.
- I'll take this one, he said. That makes three and a penny.
- Yes, sir, the chemist said. You can pay all together, sir, when you come back.
- Good, Mr Bloom said.
He strolled out of the shop, the newspaper baton under his armpit, the coolwrappered soap in his left hand." (U5.512)
- I'll take this one, he said. That makes three and a penny.
- Yes, sir, the chemist said. You can pay all together, sir, when you come back.
- Good, Mr Bloom said.
He strolled out of the shop, the newspaper baton under his armpit, the coolwrappered soap in his left hand." (U5.512)
"At his armpit Bantam Lyons' voice and hand said:
- Hello, Bloom. What's the best news? Is that today's? Show us a minute.
Shaved off his moustache again, by Jove! Long cold upper lip. To look younger. He does look balmy. Younger than I am.
Bantam Lyons' yellow blacknailed fingers unrolled the baton. Wants a wash too. Take off the rough dirt." (U5.519)
- Hello, Bloom. What's the best news? Is that today's? Show us a minute.
Shaved off his moustache again, by Jove! Long cold upper lip. To look younger. He does look balmy. Younger than I am.
Bantam Lyons' yellow blacknailed fingers unrolled the baton. Wants a wash too. Take off the rough dirt." (U5.519)
"Good morning, have you used Pears' soap? Dandruff on his shoulders. Scalp wants oiling." (U5.524)
"- I want to see about that French horse that's running today, Bantam Lyons said. Where the bugger is it?
He rustled the pleated pages, jerking his chin on his high collar. Barber's itch." (U5.526)
He rustled the pleated pages, jerking his chin on his high collar. Barber's itch." (U5.526)
"Tight collar he'll lose his hair. Better leave him the paper and get shut of him.
- You can keep it, Mr Bloom said." (U5.529)
A tight collar impedes blood circulation. This ad in Pearson's Magazine (1905) makes it clear: 'Baldness and falling hair are caused by the lack of proper nourishment of the hair roots. This lack of nourishment is due to the absence of blood in the scalp - an abnormal condition. It is the blood which conveys nourishment to the hair roots as well as to every other part of the body. If you want the hair to grow on the scalp the blood must be made to circulate there.'
- You can keep it, Mr Bloom said." (U5.529)
A tight collar impedes blood circulation. This ad in Pearson's Magazine (1905) makes it clear: 'Baldness and falling hair are caused by the lack of proper nourishment of the hair roots. This lack of nourishment is due to the absence of blood in the scalp - an abnormal condition. It is the blood which conveys nourishment to the hair roots as well as to every other part of the body. If you want the hair to grow on the scalp the blood must be made to circulate there.'
"- Ascot. Gold cup. Wait, Bantam Lyons muttered. Half a mo. Maximum the second.
- I was just going to throw it away, Mr Bloom said.
Bantam Lyons raised his eyes suddenly and leered weakly.
- What's that? his sharp voice said.
- I say you can keep it, Mr Bloom answered. I was going to throw it away that moment.
Bantam Lyons doubted an instant, leering: then thrust the outspread sheets back on Mr Bloom's arms.
- I'll risk it, he said. Here, thanks.
He sped off towards Conway's corner. God speed scut." (U5.531)
- I was just going to throw it away, Mr Bloom said.
Bantam Lyons raised his eyes suddenly and leered weakly.
- What's that? his sharp voice said.
- I say you can keep it, Mr Bloom answered. I was going to throw it away that moment.
Bantam Lyons doubted an instant, leering: then thrust the outspread sheets back on Mr Bloom's arms.
- I'll risk it, he said. Here, thanks.
He sped off towards Conway's corner. God speed scut." (U5.531)
"Mr Bloom folded the sheets again to a neat square and lodged the soap in it, smiling. Silly lips of that chap. Betting. Regular hotbed of it lately. Messenger boys stealing to put on sixpence. Raffle for large tender turkey. Your Christmas dinner for threepence." (U5.543)
"Jack Fleming embezzling to gamble then smuggled off to America. Keeps a hotel now." (U5.546)
"They never come back. Fleshpots of Egypt.
He walked cheerfully towards the mosque of the baths. Remind you of a mosque, redbaked bricks, the minarets." (U5.547)
He walked cheerfully towards the mosque of the baths. Remind you of a mosque, redbaked bricks, the minarets." (U5.547)