lydia douce
(Her mouth opening.) Yumyum. O, he’s carrying her round the room doing it! Ride a cock horse. You could hear them in Paris and New York. Like mouthfuls of strawberries and cream.
kitty
(Laughing.) Hee hee hee.
boylan’s voice
(Sweetly, hoarsely, in the pit of his stomach.) Ah! Gooblazeqruk brukarchkrasht!
marion’s voice
(Hoarsely, sweetly rising to her throat.) O! Weeshwashtkissimapooisthnapoohuck!
bloom
(His eyes wildly dilated, clasps himself.) Show! Hide! Show! Plough her! More! Shoot!
bella, zoe, florry, kitty
Ho ho! Ha ha! Hee hee!
lynch
(Points.) The mirror up to nature. (He laughs.) Hu hu hu hu hu.
shakespeare
(In dignified ventriloquy.) ’Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind. (To Bloom.) Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. Gaze. (He crows with a black capon’s laugh.) Iagogo! How my Oldfellow chokit his Thursdaymomun. Iagogogo!
bloom
(Smiles yellowly at the whores.) When will I hear the joke?
