bella
(Frowns.) Here. This isn’t a musical peepshow. And don’t you smash that piano. Who’s paying here?
stephen
(With exagerated politeness.) This silken purse I made out of the sow’s ear of the public. Madam, excuse me. If you allow me. (He indicates vaguely Lynch and Bloom.) We are all in the same sweepstake, Kinch and Lynch. Dans ce bordel où tenons nostre état.
lynch
(Calls from the hearth.) Dedalus! Give her your blessing for me.
stephen
(Hands Bella a coin.) Gold. She has it.
bella
(Looks at the money, then at Zoe, Florry and Kitty.) Do you want three girls? It’s ten shillings here.
stephen
(Delightedly.) A hundred thousand apologies. (He fumbles again and takes out and hands her two crowns.) Permit, brevi manu, my sight is somewhat troubled.
florry
(Strives heavily to rise.) Ow! My foot’s asleep. (She limps over to the table. Bloom approaches.)
bella, zoe, kitty, lynch, bloom
(Chattering and squabbling.) The gentleman… ten shillings… paying for the three… allow me a moment… this gentleman pays separate… who’s touching it?… ow… mind who you’re pinching… are you staying the night or a