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                                                  lynch
       Ba!

                                                stephen
       Anyway, who wants two gestures to illustrate a loaf and a jug! This
movement illustrates the loaf and jug of bread and wine in Omar. Hold my
stick.

                                                  lynch
       Damn your yellow stick. Where are we going?

                                                stephen
       Lecherous lynx, to la belle dame sans merci, Georgina Johnson, ad deam qui
laetificat juventutem meam.

              (Stephen thrusts the ashplant on him and slowly holds out his hands, his
                     head going back till both hands are a span from his breast, down
                     turned in planes intersecting, the fingers about to part, the left being
                     higher.)

                                                  lynch
       Which is the jug of bread? It skills not. That or the customhouse.
Illustrate thou. Here take your crutch and walk.

              (They pass. Tommy Caffrey scrambles to a gaslamp and, clasping, climbs
                     in spasms. From the top spur he slides down. Jacky Caffrey clasps to
                     climb. The navvy lurches against the lamp. The twins scuttle off in the
                     dark. The navvy, swaying, presses a forefinger against a wing of his
                     nose and ejects from the farther nostril a long liquid jet of snot.
                     Shouldering the lamp he staggers away through the crowd with his
                     flaring cresset.
              Snakes of river fog creep slowly. From drains, clefts, cesspools, middens
                     arise on all sides stagnant fumes. A glow leaps in the south beyond the
                     seaward reaches of the river. The navvy staggering forward cleaves the
                     crowd and lurches towards the tramsiding. On the farther side under
                     the railway bridge Bloom appears flushed, panting, cramming bread
                     and chocolate into a side pocket. From Gillens hairdressers window a
                     composite portrait shows him gallant Nelson’s image. A concave mirror