Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Page 125 (7.433-467) "leaning against... offered it."

editions: [1922] [html] [archv]
notes: [Th] [G&S] [Dent] [wbks] [rw] [images] [hyper]
Delaney: [288] Useen: [] [cp] [cp] [tropes] maps: [other] [*]
fd: [287]


leaning against the mantelshelf, had propped his head on his hand, suddenly stretched forth an arm amply.

— Begone! he said. The world is before you.

— Back in no time, Mr Bloom said, hurrying out.

route options:

J.J. O'Molloy took the tissues from Lenehan's hand and read them, blowing them apart gently, without comment.

— He'll get that advertisement, the professor said, staring through his blackrimmed spectacles over the crossblind. Look at the young scamps after him.

— Show. Where? Lenehan cried, running to the window.


StreetView now

Both smiled over the crossblind at the file of capering newsboys in Mr Bloom's wake, the last zigzagging white on the breeze a mocking kite, a tail of white bowknots.

— Look at the young guttersnipe behind him hue and cry, Lenehan said, and you'll kick. O, my rib risible! Taking off his flat spaugs and the walk. Small nines. Steal upon larks.

"spaugs" from Irish Gaelic spàg - the paw/limb/claw of an animal
"Steal upon larks" = walk stealthily

He began to mazurka in swift caricature across the floor on sliding feet past the fireplace to J.J. O'Molloy who placed the tissues in his receiving hands.


— What's that? Myles Crawford said with a start. Where are the other two gone?

SiD and Lambert (not Bloom)

— Who? the professor said, turning. They're gone round to the Oval for a drink. Paddy Hooper is there with Jack Hall. Came over last night.

how "round" if it's across the street?
some Hoopers in 1901 (Richard will go into journalism: 1911)

49yo in 1901

— Come on then, Myles Crawford said. Where's my hat?

He walked jerkily into the office behind, parting the vent of his jacket, jingling his keys in his back pocket. They jingled then in the air and against the wood as he locked his desk drawer.

— He's pretty well on, professor MacHugh said in a low voice.


— Seems to be, J.J. O'Molloy said, taking out a cigarette case in murmuring meditation, but it is not always as it seems. Who has the most matches?

fd: [288]


He offered a cigarette to the professor and took one himself. Lenehan promptly struck a match for them and lit their cigarettes in turn. J.J. O'Molloy opened his case again and offered it.

Lenehan is an expert mooch



[DD 00:21-03:00]
[DD 00:00-00:19]

[IM 26:35-28:41]

[LV1 22:55-24:50]

[LV2 28:59-29:38]
[LV2 00:25-02:09]

eolus: 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143

No comments:

Post a Comment