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zoe
(Twisting, her hand to her brow.) O!
maginni
Les tiroirs! Chaîne de dames! La corbeille! Dos à dos!
(Arabesquing wearily, they weave a pattern on the floor, weaving, unweaving, curtseying, twisting, simply swirling.)
zoe
I’m giddy.
(She frees herself, droops on a chair, Stephen seizes Florry and turns with her.)
maginni
Boulangère! Les ronds! Les ponts! Chevaux de bois! Escargots!
(Twining, receding, with interchanging hands, the night hours link, each with arching arms, in a mosaic of movements, Stephen and Florry turn cumbrously.)
maginni
Dansez avec vos dames! Changez de dames! Donnez le petit bouquet à votre dame! Remerciez!
the pianola
Best, best of all,
Baraabum!
kitty
(Jumps up.) O, they played that on the hobbyhorses at the Mirus bazaar!
(She runs to Stephen. He leaves Florry brusquely and seizes Kitty. A screaming bittern’s harsh high whistle shrieks. Groangrousegurgling Toft’s cumbersome whirligig turns slowly the room right roundabout the room.)
the pianola
My girl’s a Yorkshire girl.
