bloom i was just going home by gardiner street when i happened to...
corny kelleher (laughs.) sure they wanted me to join in with the mots. no, by god, says i. not for old stagers like myself and yourself. (he laughs again and leers with lacklustre eye.) thanks be to god we have it in the house what, eh, do you follow me? hah! hah! hah!
bloom (tries to laugh.) he, he, he! yes. matter of fact i was just visiting an old friend of mine there, virag, you don't know him (poor fellow he's laid up for the past week) and we had a liquor together and i was just making my way home...
(the horse neighs.)
the horse hohohohohohoh! hohohohome!
corny kelleher sure it was behan, our jarvey there, that told me after we left the two commercials in mrs cohen's and i told him to pull up and got off to see. (he laughs.) sober hearsedrivers a specialty. will i give him a lift home? where does he hang out? somewhere in cabra, what?
bloom no, in sandycove, i believe, from what he let drop.
(stephen, prone, breathes to the stars. corny kelleher asquint, drawls at the horse. bloom in gloom, looms down.)corny kelleher (scratches his nape.) sandycove! (he bends down and calls to stephen.) eh! (he calls again.) eh! he's covered with shavings anyhow. take care they didn't lift anything off him.
bloom no, no, no. i have his money and his hat here and stick.
corny kelleher ah well, he'll get over it. no bones broken. well, i'll shove along. (he laughs.) i've a rendezvous in the morning. burying the dead. safe home!
the horse (neighs.) hohohohohome.
bloom good night. i'll just wait and take him along in a few...