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we saw JJOM shortly before this as an intrusion on the sailor just before Molly threw the coin and Corny met the cop and Conmee got on the tram and the cavalcade set off

streetview now?
1909 map


Two pink faces turned in the flare of the tiny torch.

the two are Ned Lambert and Hugh Love, but Love won't be named until he's left.  he's an Irish history enthusiast, sort of like Haines and sort of like Conmee

Love has a lit 'vesta' match, and Lambert has a lath that may or may not be burning. JJOM doesn't seem to have either.


— Who's that? Ned Lambert asked. Is that Crotty?

a common Irish surname

Bloom thought earlier: "Ned Lambert is taking a day off I see. Rather upsets a man's day, a funeral does. He has influence they say."
(but isn't he back at work now?)


— Ringabella and Crosshaven, a voice replied, groping for foothold.

JJOM indicating he's also from Cork like Lambert


— Hello, Jack, is that yourself? Ned Lambert said, raising in salute his pliant lath among the flickering arches. Come on. Mind your steps there.

these arches?

JJOM had joined the fun at the newspaper office just a few hours earlier: "Cleverest fellow at the junior bar he used to be."


The vesta in the clergyman's uplifted hand consumed itself in a long soft flame and was let fall. At their feet its red speck died: and mouldy air closed round them.

vestas

(can't dust explode?)


— How interesting! a refined accent said in the gloom.

are they in darkness now?
Haines also appears first as a voice: "A tall figure rose from the hammock where it had been sitting, went to the doorway and pulled open the inner doors. —Have you the key? a voice asked."


— Yes, sir, Ned Lambert said heartily. We are standing in the historic council chamber of saint Mary's abbey where silken Thomas proclaimed himself a rebel in 1534. This is the most historic spot in all Dublin. O'Madden Burke is going to write something about it one of these days. The old bank of Ireland was over the way till the time of the union and the original jews' temple was here too before they built their synagogue over in Adelaide road. You were never here before, Jack, were you?

1610 map


— No, Ned.



— He rode down through Dame walk, the refined accent said, if my memory serves me. The mansion of the Kildares was in Thomas court.

"refined accent" = Love

on the 1610 map, Damas street is #14, St Thomas court is #58



— That's right, Ned Lambert said. That's quite right, sir.



— If you will be so kind then, the clergyman said, the next time to allow me perhaps...

'...to take photos'


— Certainly, Ned Lambert said. Bring the camera whenever you like. I'll get those bags cleared away from the windows. You can take it from here or from here.

the windows were bricked up at this time


In the still faint light he moved about, tapping with his lath the piled seedbags and points of vantage on the floor.

echoing the stripling? (currently on Nassau street)

lath not burning


intrusion 8NL28:

From a long face a beard and gaze hung on a chessboard.

this intrusion from 1/2 mile southeast should occur just before Conmee meets Lynch and Kitty, having taken the tram, walked and read since the JJOM intrusion on the sailor

Hart's thematic correlation on this one is superweak


— I'm deeply obliged, Mr Lambert, the clergyman said. I won't trespass on your valuable time...

Lambert is in the grain business, and happens to use the historic site for storage?


— You're welcome, sir, Ned Lambert said. Drop in whenever you like. Next week, say. Can you see?



— Yes, yes. Good afternoon, Mr Lambert. Very pleased to have met you.



— Pleasure is mine, sir, Ned Lambert answered.

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mysteries: did Joyce know the windows were bricked up?


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