of oysters but I told her what I thought of her suggesting me to go out to be
alone with her I wouldnt lower myself to spy on them the garters I found
in her room the Friday she was out that was enough for me a little bit too much
I saw too that her face swelled up on her with temper when I gave her her
weeks notice better do without them altogether do out the rooms myself
quicker only for the damn cooking and throwing out the dirt I gave it to
him anyhow either she or me leaves the house I couldnt even touch him if
I thought he was with a dirty barefaced liar and sloven like that one deuying
it up to my face and singing about the place in the W C too because she
knew she was too well off yes because he couldnt possibly do without it that
long so he must do it somewhere and the last time he came on my bottom
when was it the night Boylan gave my hand a great squeeze going along by
the Tolka in my hand there steals another I just pressed the back of his like
that with my thumb to squeeze back singing the young May Moon shes
beaming love because he has an idea about him and me hes not such a fool he
said Im dining out and going to the Gaiety though Im not going to give him
the satisfaction in any case God knows hes change in a way not to be always
and ever wearing the same old hat unless I paid some nicelooking boy to do
it since I cant do it myself a young boy would like me Id confuse him a little
alone with him if we were Id let him see my garters the new ones and make him
turn red looking at him seduce him I know what boys feel with that down
on their cheek doing that frigging drawing out the thing by the hour question
and answer would you do this that and the other with the coalman yes with
a bishop yes I would because I told him about some Dean or Bishop was
sitting beside me in the jews Temples gardens when I was knitting that
woollen thing a stranger to Dublin what place was it and so on about the
monuments and he tired me out with statues encouraging him making him
worse than he is who is in your mind now tell me who are you thinking of
who is it tell me his name who tell me who the German Emperor is it yes
imagine Im him think of him can you feel him trying to make a whore of
me what he never will he ought to give it up now at this age of his life
simply ruination for any woman and no satisfaction in it pretending to like it
till he comes and then finish it off myself anyway and it makes your lips pale
anyhow its done now once and for all with all the talk of the world about it
people make its only the first time after that its just the ordinary do it and
think no more about it why cant you kiss a man without going and marrying
him first you sometimes love to wildly when you feel that way so nice all
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