yal at a mand performance of La Cigale。 I deeply inflamed him； he said。 He made improper overtures to me to misconduct myself at half past four p。m。 on the following Thursday； Dunsink time。 He offered to send me through the post a work of fiction by Monsieur Paul de Kock； entitled The Girl with the Three Pairs of Stays。
MRS BELLINGHAM （In cap and seal coneymantle； wrapped up to the nose； steps out of her brougham and scans through tortoiseshell quizzingglasses which she takes from inside her huge opossum muff。） Also to me。 Yes； I believe it is the same objectionable person。 Because he closed my carriage door outside sir Thornley Stoker's one sleety day during the cold snap of February ninetythree when even the grid of the wastepipe and ballstop in my bath cistern were frozen。 Subsequently he enclosed a bloom of edelweiss culled on the heights； as he said； in my honour。 I had it examined by a botanical expert and elicited the information that it was a blossom of the homegrown potato plant purloined from a forcingcase of the model farm。
MRS YELVERTON BARRY Shame on him！
（A crowd of sluts and ragamuffins sues forward。）
THE SLUTS AND RAGAMUFFINS （Screaming。） Stop thief！ Hurrah there； Bluebeard！ Three cheers for Ikey Mo！
SECOND WATCH （Produces handcuffs。） Here are the darbies。
MRS BELLINGHAM He addressed me in several handwritings with fulsome pliments as a Venus in furs and alleged profound pity for my frostbound coachman Balmer while in the same breath he expressed himself as envious of his earflaps and fleecy sheepskins and of his fortunate proximity to my person； when standing behind my chair wearing my livery and the armorial bearings of the Bellingham escutcheon garnished sable； a buck's head couped or。 He lauded almost extravagantly my nether extremities； my swelling calves in silk hose drawn up to the limit； and eulogised glowingly my other hidden treasures in priceless lace which； he said； he could conjure up。 He urged me； stating that he felt it his mission in life to urge me； to defile the marriage bed； to mit adultery at the earliest possible opportunity。
THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS （In amazon costume； hard hat； jackboots cockspurred； vermilion waistcoat； fawn musketeer gauntlets with bra idea drums； long train held up and hunting crop with which she strikes her welt constantly。） Also me。 Because he saw me on the polo ground of the Phnix park at the match All Ireland versus the Rest of Ireland。 My eyes； I know； shone divinely as I watched Captain Slogger Dennehy of the Inniskillings win the final chukkar on his darling cob Centaur。 This plebeian Don Juan observed me from behind a hackney car and sent me in double envelopes an obscene photograph； such as are sold after dark on Paris boulevards； insulting to any lady。 I have it still。 It represents a partially nude senorita； frail and lovely （his wife as he solemnly assured me； taken by him from nature）； practising illicit intercourse with a muscular torero； evidently a blackguard。 He urged me to do likewise； to misbehave； to sin with officers of the garrison。 He implored me to soil his letter in an unspeakable manner； to chastise him as he richly deserves； to bestride and ride him； to give him a most vicious horsewhipping。
MRS BELLINGHAM Me too。
MRS YELVERTON BARRY Me too。
（Several highly respectable Dublin ladies hold up improper letters received from Bloom。）
THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS （Stamps her jingling spurs in a sudden paroxysm of sudden fury。） I will； by the God above me。 I'll scourge the pigeonlivered cur as long as I can stand over him。 I'll flay him alive。
BLOOM （His eyes closing； quails expectantly。） Here？ （He squirms。） Again！ （He pants cringing。） I love the danger。
THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS Very much so！ I'll make it hot for you。 I'll make you dance Jack Latten for that。
MRS BELLINGHAM Tan his breech well； the upstart！ Write the stars and stripes on it！
MRS YELVERTON BARRY Disgraceful！ There's no excuse for him！ A married man！
BLOOM All these people。 I meant only the spanking idea。 A warm tingling glow without effusion。 Refined birching to stimulate the circulation。
THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS （Laughs derisively。） O； did you； my fine fellow？ Well； by the living God； you'll get the surprise of your life now； believe me； the most unmerciful hiding a man ever bargained for。 You have lashed the dormant tigress in my nature into fury。
MRS BELLINGHAM （Shakes her muff and quizzing…glasses vindictively。） Make him smart； Hanna dear。 Give him ginger。 Thrash the mongrel within an inch of his life。 The cat…o' nine…tails。 Geld him。 Vivisect him。
BLOOM （Shuddering； shrinking； joins his hands with hangdog mien。） O cold！ O shivery！ It was your ambrosial beauty。 Forget； forgive。 Kismet。 Let me off this once。 （He offers the other cheek。）
MRS YELVERTON BARRY （Severely。） Don't do so on any account； Mrs Talboys！ He should be soundly trounced！
THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS （Unbuttoning her gauntlet violently。） I'll do no such thing。 Pig dog and always was ever since he was pupped！ To dare address me！ I'll flog him black and blue in the public streets。 I'll dig my spurs in him up to the rowel。 He is a wellknown cuckold。 （She swishes her hunting crop savagely in the air。） Take down his trousers without loss of time。 e here； sir！ Quick！ Ready？
BLOOM （Trembling； beginning to obey。） The weather has been so warm。
（Davy Stephens； ringleted； passes with a bevy of barefoot newsboys。）
DAVY STEPHENS Messenger of the Sacred Heart and Evening Telegraph with Saint Patrick's Day Supplement。 Containing the new addresses of all the cuckolds in Dublin。
（The very reverend Canon O'Hanlon in cloth of gold cope elevates and exposes a marble timepiece。 Before him Father Conroy and the reverend John Hughes S。J。 bend low。）
THE TIMEPIECE （Unportalling。）
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
（The brass quoits of a bed are heard to jingle。）
THE QUOITS Jigjag； Jigajiga。 Jigjag。
（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 and the featureless face of a Nameless One。）
THE NAMELESS ONE Bareback riding。 Weight for age。 Gob； he organised her。
THE JURORS （All their heads turned to his voice。） Really？
THE NAMELESS ONE （Snarls。） Arse over tip。 Hundred shillings to five。
THE JURORS （All their heads lowered in assent。） Most of us thought as much。
FIRST WATCH He is a marked man。 Another girl's plait cut。 Wanted： Jack the Ripper。 A thousand pounds reward。
SECOND WATCH （Awed； whispers。） And in black。 A mormon。 Anarchist。
THE CRIER （Loudly。） Whereas Leopold Bloom of no fixed abode is a well…known dynamitard； forger； bigamist； bawd and cuckold ad a public nuisance to the citizens of Dublin and whereas at this mission of assizes the most honourable。
（His Honour sir Frederick Falkiner recorder of Dublin； in judicial garb of grey stone rises from the bench； stonebearded。 He bears in his arms an umbrella sceptre。 From his forehead arise starkly the Mosaic ramshorns。）
THE RECORDER 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。 （A black skullcap descends upon his head。）
（The subsheriff long John Fanning appears； smoking a pungent Henry Clay。）
LONG JOHN FANNING （Scowls and calls with rich rolling utterance。） Who'll hang Judas Iscariot？
（H。 Rumbold； master barber in a bloodcoloured jerk in and tanner's apron； a rope coiled over his shoulder mounts the block。 A life preserver and a nailstudded bludgeon are stuck in his belt。 He rubs grimly his grapping hands； knobbed with knuckledusters。）
RUMBOLD （To the recorder with sinister familiarity。） Hanging Harry； your Majesty； the Mersey terror。 Five guineas a jugular。 Neck or nothing。
（The bells of George's church toll slowly； loud dark iron。）
THE BELLS Heigho！ Heigho！
BLOOM （Desperately。） Wait。 Stop。 Gulls。 Good heart。 I saw。 Innocence。 Girl in the monkeyhouse。 Zoo。 Lewd chimpanzees。 （Breathlessly。） Pelvic basin。 Her artless blush unmanned me。 （Overe with emotion。） I left the precincts。 （He turns to a figure in the crowd； appealing。） Hynes； may I speak to you？ You know me。 That three shillings you can keep。 If you want a little more 。
HYNES （Coldly。） You are a perfect stranger。
SECOND WATCH （Points to the corner。） The bomb is here。 FIRST WATCH Infernal machine with a time fuse。 BLOOM No； no。 Pig's feet。 I was at a funeral。 FIRST WATCH （Draws his truncheon。） Liar！
（The beagle lifts his snout； showing the grey scorbutic face of Paddy Dignam。 He has gnawed all。 He exhales a putrid carcasefed breath。 He grows to human size and shape。 His dachshund coat bees a brown mortuary habit。 His green eyeflashes bloodshot。 Half of one ear all the nose and both thumbs are ghouleaten。）
PADDY DIGNAM （In a hollow voice。） It is true。 It was my funeral。 Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the disease from natural causes。
（He lifts his mutilated ashen face moonwards and bays lugubriously。）
BLOOM （In triumph。） You hear？
PADDY DIGNAM Bloom； I am Paddy Dignam's spirit。 List； list； O list！
BLOOM The voice is the voice of Esau。
SECOND WATCH （Blesses himself。） How is that possible？
FIRST WATCH It is not in the penny catechism。
PADDY DIGNAM By metempsychosis。 Spooks。
A VOICE O rocks。
PADDY DIGNAM （Earnestly。） Once I was in the employ of Mr J。 H。 Menton； solicitor； missioner for oaths and affidavits； of 27 Bachelor's Walk。 Now I am defunct； the wall of the heart hypertrophied。 Hard lines。 The poor wife was awfully cut up。 Dow is she bearing it？ Keep her off that bottle of sherry。 （He looks round him。） A lamp。 I must satisfy an animal need。 That buttermilk didn't agree with me。
（The portly figure of John O'Connell； caretaker stands forth； holding a bunch of keys tied with crape。 Beside him stands Father Coffey； chaplain； toad bellied； w