OnthestepsoftheCityhallCouncillorNannetti，descending，hailedAldermanCowleyandCouncillorAbrahamLyonascending。
　　ThecastlecarwheeledemptyintoupperExchangestreet。
　　LookhereMartin，JohnWyseNolansaid，overtakingthemattheMailoffice。IseeBloomputhisnamedownforfiveshillings。
　　Quiteright，MartinCunninghamsaid，takingthelist。Andputdownthefiveshillingstoo。
　　Withoutasecondwordeither，MrPowersaid。
　　Strangebuttrue，MartinCunninghamadded。
　　JohnWyseNolanopenedwideeyes。
　　I’llsaythereismuchkindnessinthejew，hequotedelegantly。
　　TheywentdownParliamentstreet。
　　There’sJimmyHenry，MrPowersaid，justheadingforKavanagh’s。
　　Righto，MartinCunninghamsaid。Heregoes。
　　OutsidelaMaisonClaireBlazesBoylanwaylaidJackMooney’sbrother-in-law，humpy，tight，makingfortheliberties。
　　JohnWyseNolanfellbackwithMrPower，whileMartinCunninghamtooktheelbowofadapperlittlemaninashowerofhailsuitwhowalkeduncertainlywithhastystepspastMickyAnderson’swatches。
　　Theassistanttownclerk’scornsaregivinghimsometrouble，JohnWyseNolantoldMrPower。
　　TheyfollowedroundthecornertowardsJamesKavanagh’swinerooms。TheemptycastlecarfrontedthematrestinEssexgate。MartinCunningham，speakingalways，showedoftenthelistatwhichJimmyHenrydidnotglance。
　　AndLongJohnFanningisheretoo，JohnWyseNolansaid，aslargeaslife。
　　ThetallformofLongJohnFanningfilledthedoorwaywherehestood。
　　Goodday，MrSubsheriff，MartinCunninghamsaid，asallhaltedandgreeted。
　　LongJohnFanningmadenowayforthem。HeremovedhislargeHenryClaydecisivelyandhislargefierceeyesscowledintelligentlyoveralltheirfaces。
　　Aretheconscriptfatherspursuingtheirpeacefuldeliberations？
　　hesaid，withrichacridutterancetotheassistanttownclerk。
　　Hellopentochristianstheywerehaving，JimmyHenrysaidpettishly，abouttheirdamnedIrishlanguage。Wherewasthemarshal，hewantedtoknow，tokeeporderinthecouncilchamber。AndoldBarlowthemacebearerlaidupwithasthma，nomaceonthetable，nothinginorder，noquorumevenandHutchinson，thelordmayor，inLlandudnoandlittleLorcanSherlockdoinglocumtenensforhim。DamnedIrishlanguage，ofourforefathers。
　　LongJohnFanningblewaplumeofsmokefromhislips。
　　MartinCunninghamspokebyturns，twirlingthepeakofhisbeard，totheassistanttownclerkandthesubsheriff，whileJohnWyseNolanheldhispeace。
　　WhatDignamwasthat？LongJohnFanningasked。
　　JimmyHenrymadeagrimaceandliftedhisleftfoot。
　　O，mycorns！hesaidplaintively。Comeupstairsforgoodness’saketillIsitdownsomewhere。Uff！Ooo！Mind！
　　TestilyhemaderoomforhimselfbesideLongJohnFanning’sflankandpassedinandupthestairs。
　　Comeonup，MartinCunninghamsaidtothesubsheriff。Idon’tthinkyouknewhimorperhapsyoudid，though。
　　WithJohnWyseNolanMrPowerfollowedthemin。
　　Decentlittlesoulhewas，MrPowersaidtothestalwartbackofLongJohnFanningascendingtowardsLongJohnFanninginthemirror。
　　Ratherlowsized，DignamofMenton’sofficethatwas，MartinCunninghamsaid。
　　LongJohnFanningcouldnotrememberhim。
　　Clatterofhorsehoofssoundedfromtheair。
　　What’sthat？MartinCunninghamsaid。
　　Allturnedwheretheystood；JohnWyseNolancamedownagain。FromthecoolshadowofthedoorwayhesawthehorsespassParliamentstreet，harnessandglossypasternsinsunlightshimmering。Gailytheywentpastbeforehiscoolunfriendlyeyes，notquickly。Insaddlesoftheleaders，leapingleaders，rodeoutriders。
　　Whatwasit？MartinCunninghamasked，astheywentonupthestaircase。
　　ThelordlieutenantgeneralandgeneralgovernorofIreland，JohnWyseNolanansweredfromthestairfoot。
　　AstheytrodacrossthethickcarpetBuckMulliganwhisperedbehindhispanamatoHaines。
　　Parnell’sbrother。Thereinthecorner。
　　Theychoseasmalltablenearthewindowoppositealong-facedmanwhosebeardandgazehungintentlydownonachessboard。
　　Isthathe？Hainesasked，twistingroundinhisseat。
　　Yes，Mulligansaid。That’sJohnHoward，hisbrother，ourcitymarshal。
　　JohnHowardParnelltranslatedawhitebishopquietlyandhisgreyclawwentupagaintohisforeheadwhereatitrested。
　　Aninstantafter，underitsscreen，hiseyeslookedquickly，ghostbright，athisfoeandfelloncemoreuponaworkingcorner。
　　I’lltakeamé；lange，Hainessaidtothewaitress。
　　Twomé；langes，BuckMulligansaid。Andbringussomesconesandbutterandsomecakesaswell。
　　Whenshehadgonehesaid，laughing：
　　WecallitD。B。C。becausetheyhavedamnbadcakes。O，butyoumissedDedalusonHamlet。
　　Hainesopenedhisnewboughtbook。
　　I’msorry，hesaid。Shakespeareisthehappyhuntinggroundofallmindsthathavelosttheirbalance。
　　Theoneleggedsailorgrowledattheareaof14Nelsonstreet：
　　Englandexpects……
　　BuckMulligan’sprimrosewaistcoatshookgailytohislaughter。
　　Youshouldseehim，hesaid，whenhisbodylosesitsbalance。Wandering&；Aelig；ngusIcallhim。
　　Iamsurehehasanidé；efixe，Hainessaid，pinchinghischinthoughtfullywiththumbandforefinger。NowIamspeculatingwhatitwouldbelikelytobe。Suchpersonsalwayshave。
　　BuckMulliganbentacrossthetablegravely。
　　Theydrovehiswitsastray，hesaid，byvisionsofhell。HewillnevercapturetheAtticnote。ThenoteofSwinburne，ofallpoets，thewhitedeathandtheruddybirth。Thatishistragedy。Hecanneverbeapoet。Thejoyofcreation。
　　Eternalpunishment，Hainessaid，noddingcurtly。Isee。Itackledhimthismorningonbelief。Therewassomethingonhismind，Isaw。It’sratherinterestingbecauseProfessorPokornyofViennamakesaninterestingpointoutofthat。
　　BuckMulligan’swatchfuleyessawthewaitresscome。Hehelpedhertounloadhertray。
　　HecanfindnotraceofhellinancientIrishmyth，Hainessaid，amidthecheerfulcups。Themoralideaseemslacking，thesenseofdestiny，ofretribution。Ratherstrangeheshouldhavejustthatfixedidea。Doeshewriteanythingforyourmovement？
　　Hesanktwolumpsofsugardeftlylongwisethroughthewhippedcream。
　　BuckMulliganslitasteamingsconeintwoandplasteredbutteroveritssmokingpith。Hebitoffasoftpiecehungrily。
　　Tenyears，hesaid，chewingandlaughing。Heisgoingtowritesomethingintenyears。
　　Seemsalongwayoff，Hainessaid，thoughtfullyliftinghisspoon。
　　Still，Ishouldn’twonderifhedidafterall。
　　Hetastedaspoonfulfromthecreamyconeofhiscup。
　　ThisisrealIrishcreamItakeit，hesaidwithforbearance。Idon’twanttobeimposedon。
　　Elijah，skiff，lightcrumpledthrowaway，sailedeastwardbyflanksofshipsandtrawlers，amidanarchipelagoofcorks，beyondnewWappingstreetpastBenson’sferry，andbythethree-mastedschoonerRoseveanfromBridgwaterwithbricks。
　　AlmidanoArtifoniwalkedpastHollesstreet，pastSewell’syard。BehindhimCashelBoyleO’ConnorFitzmauriceTisdallFarrellwithstickumbrelladustcoatdangling，shunnedthelampbeforeMrLawSmith’shouseand，crossing，walkedalongMerrionsquare。DistantlybehindhimablindstriplingtappedhiswaybythewallofCollegePark。
　　CashelBoyleO’ConnorFitzmauriceTisdallFarrellwalkedasfarasMrLewisWerner’scheerfulwindows，thenturnedandstrodebackalongMerrionsquare，hisstickumbrelladustcoatdangling。
　　AtthecornerofWilde’shehalted，frownedatElijah’snameannouncedontheMetropolitanHall，frownedatthedistantpleasanceofduke’slawn。
　　Hiseyeglassflashedfrowninginthesun。Withratsteethbaredhemuttered：
　　Coactusvolui。
　　HestrodeonforClarestreet，grindinghisfierceword。
　　AshestrodepastMrBloom’sdentalwindowstheswayofhisdustcoatbrushedrudelyfromitsangleaslendertappingcaneandsweptonwards，havingbuffetedathewlessbody。Theblindstriplingturnedhissicklyfaceafterthestridingform。
　　God’scurseonyou，hesaidsourly，whoeveryouare！You’reblindernorIam，youbitch’sbastard！
　　OppositeRuggyO’Donohoe’sMasterPatrickAloysiusDignam，pawingthepoundandhalfofMangan’s，lateFehrenbach’s，porksteakshehadbeensentfor，wentalongwarmWicklowstreetdawdling。ItwastoobloomingdullsittingintheparlourwithMrsStoerandMrsQuigleyandMrsMacDowellandtheblinddownandtheyallattheirsnifflesandsippingsupsofthesuperiortawnysherryuncleBarneybroughtfromTunney’s。Andtheyeatingcrumbsofthecottagefruitcakejawingthewholebloomingtimeandsighing。
　　AfterWicklowlanethewindowofMadameDoyle，courtdressmilliner，stoppedhim。Hestoodlookinginatthetwopuckersstrippedtotheirpeltsandputtinguptheirprops。FromthesidemirrorstwomourningMastersDignamgapedsilently。MylerKeogh，Dublin’spetlamb，willmeetsergeant-majorBennett，thePortobellobruiser，forapurseoffiftysovereigns，God，that’dbeagoodpuckingmatchtosee。MylerKeogh，that’sthechapsparringouttohimwiththegreensash。Twobarentrance，soldiershalfprice。
　　Icouldeasydoabunkonma。MasterDignamonhisleftturnedasheturned。
　　That’smeinmourning。Whenisit？Maythetwenty-second。Sure，thebloomingthingisallover。HeturnedtotherightandonhisrightMasterDignamturned，hiscapawry，hiscollarstickingup。Buttoningitdown，hischinlifted，hesawtheimageofMarieKendall，charmingsoubrette，besidethetwopuckers。OneofthemmotsthatdobeinthepacketsoffagsStoersmokesthathisoldfellowweltedhelloutofhimforonetimehefoundout。
　　MasterDignamgothiscollardownanddawdledon。ThebestpuckergoingforstrengthwasFitzsimons。Onepuckinthewindfromthatfellowwouldknockyouintothemiddleofnextweek，man。ButthebestpuckerforsciencewasJemCorbetbeforeFitzsimonsknockedthestuffingsoutofhim，dodgingandall。
　　InGraftonstreetMasterDignamsawaredflowerinatoff’smouthandaswellpairofkicksonhimandhelisteningtowhatthedrunkwastellinghimandgrinningallthetime。
　　NoSandymounttram。
　　MasterDignamwalkedalongNassaustreet，shiftedtheporksteakstohisotherhand。Hiscollarsprangupagainandhetuggeditdown。Thebloomingstudwastoosmallforthebuttonholeoftheshirt，bloomingendtoit。
　　Hemetschoolboyswithsatchels。I’mnotgoingtomorroweither，stayawaytillMonday。Hemetotherschoolboys。DotheynoticeI’minmourning？UncleBarneysaidhe’dgetitintothepapertonight。Thenthey’llallseeitinthepaperandreadmynameprintedandpa’sname。
　　Hisfacegotallgreyinsteadofbeingredlikeitwasandtherewasaflywalkingoverituptohiseye。Thescrunchthatwaswhentheywerescrewingthescrewsintothecoffin：andthebumpswhentheywerebringingitdownstairs。
　　PawasinsideitandmacryingintheparlouranduncleBarneytellingthemenhowtogetitroundthebend。Abigcoffinitwas，andhighandheavylooking。Howwasthat？ThelastnightpawasboosedhewasstandingonthelandingtherebawlingoutforhisbootstogoouttoTunney’sfortoboosemoreandhelookedbuttyandshortinhisshirt。Neverseehimagain。Death，thatis。Paisdead。Myfatherisdead。Hetoldmetobeagoodsontoma。Icouldn’theartheotherthingshesaidbutIsawhistongueandhisteethtryingtosayitbetter。Poorpa。ThatwasMrDignam，myfather。IhopeheisinpurgatorynowbecausehewenttoconfessiontofatherConroyonSaturdaynight。
　　WilliamHumble，earlofDudley，andLadyDudley，accompaniedbylieutenantcolonelHesseltine，droveoutafterluncheonfromtheviceregallodge。InthefollowingcarriagewerethehonourableMrsPaget，MissdeCourcyandthehonourableGeraldWard，A。D。C。inattendance。