Saturday, January 3, 2015

Page 414 (15.176-204) "THE URCHINS Mind out... them nervous. Might"


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THE URCHINS

Mind out, mister!

cf 'look out'


(Two cyclists, with lighted paper lanterns aswing, swim by him, grazing him, their bells rattling.)


not-rattling bike bell:




THE BELLS

Haltyaltyaltyall.




BLOOM

(Halts erect, stung by a spasm.) Ow!



(He looks round, darts forward suddenly. Through rising fog a dragon sandstrewer, travelling at caution, slews heavily down upon him, its huge red headlight winking, its trolley hissing on the wire. The motorman bangs his footgong.)

supposedly it sweeps first, then strews sand? on a track, slow to brake??


THE GONG

Bang Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo.



(The brake cracks violently. Bloom, raising a policeman's whitegloved hand, blunders stifflegged out of the track. The motorman, thrown forward, pugnosed, on the guidewheel, yells as he slides past over chains and keys.)


Bloom will recount this to Stephen: "As it so happened a Dublin United Tramways Company's sandstrewer happening to be returning the elder man recounted to his companion à propos of the incident his own truly miraculous escape of some little while back."

the pugnosed driver appeared on p71 and was remembered on p153


THE MOTORMAN

Hey, shitbreeches, are you doing the hattrick?

implying a second encounter somewhere?

(there's an absurd consensus based on Tindall that this refers to a prank with a turd and a hat and a cop and a lie about a bird, obviously inapplicable and incoherent) another false lead


(Bloom trickleaps to the curbstone and halts again. He brushes a mudflake from his cheek with a parcelled hand.)




BLOOM

No thoroughfare. Close shave that but cured the stitch. Must take up Sandow's exercises again. On the hands down. Insure against street accident too. The Providential. (He feels his trouser pocket.) Poor mamma's panacea. Heel easily catch in track or bootlace in a cog. Day the wheel of the black Maria peeled off my shoe at Leonard's corner. Third time is the charm. Shoe trick. Insolent driver. I ought to report him. Tension makes them nervous. Might



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