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       No, in Sandycove, I believe, from what he let drop.

              (Stephen, prone, breathes to the stars. Corny Kelleher, asquint, drawls at the
                     horse. Bloom in gloom, looms down.)

                                           corny kelleher
       (Scratches his nape.) Sandycove! (He bends down and calls to Stephen.) Eh!
(He calls again.) Eh! He’s covered with shavings anyhow. Take care they
didn’t lift anything off him.

       No, no, no. I have his money and his hat here and stick.

                                           corny kelleher
       Ah well, he’ll get over it. No bones broken. Well, I’ll shove along. (He
laughs.) I’ve a rendezvous in the morning. Burying the dead. Safe home!

                                               the horse
       (Neighs.) Hohohohohome.

       Good night. I’ll just wait and take him along in a few...

              (Corny Kelleher returns to the outside car and mounts it. The horse
                     harness jingles.)

                                           corny kelleher
       (From the car, standing.) Night.


              (The jarvey chucks the reins and raises his whip encouragingly. The
                     car and horse back slowly, awkwardly and turn. Corny Kelleher on
                     the sideseat sways his head to and fro in sign of mirth at Blooms plight.
                     The jarvey joins in the mute pantomimic merriment nodding from
                     the farther seat. Bloom shakes his head in mute mirthful reply. With
                     thumb and palm Corny Kelleher reassures that the two bobbies will
                     allow the sleep to continue for what else is to be done. With a slow