"Got a dinge in the side of his hat. Carriage probably.
- Excuse me, sir, Mr Bloom said beside them.
They stopped.
- Your hat is a little crushed, Mr Bloom said, pointing.
John Henry Menton stared at him for an instant without moving.
- There, Martin Cunningham helped, pointing also.
John Henry Menton took off his hat, bulged out the dinge and smoothed the nap with care on his coatsleeve." (U6.1015)
"He clapped the hat on his head again.
- It's all right now, Martin Cunningham said.
John Henry Menton jerked his head down in acknowledgment.
- Thank you, he said shortly." (U6.1022)

[Note: this is not John Henry Menton]
"They walked on towards the gates. Mr Bloom, chapfallen, drew behind a few paces so as not to overhear. Martin laying down the law. Martin could wind a sappyhead like that round his little finger without his seeing it.
Oyster eyes. Never mind. Be sorry after perhaps when it dawns on him. Get the pull over him that way." (U6.1026)
"Thank you. How grand we are this morning!" (U6.1033)
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