尤利西斯-第104章

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eant　to　reform；　to　retrieve　the　memory　of　the　past　in　a　purely　sisterly　way　and　return　to　nature　as　a　purely　domestic　animal。　A　seven　months'　child；　he　had　been　carefully　brought　up　and　nurtured　by　an　aged　bedridden　parent。　There　might　have　been　lapses　of　an　erring　father　but　he　wanted　to　turn　over　a　new　leaf　and　now；　when　at　long　last　in　sight　of　the　whipping　post；　to　lead　a　homely　life　in　the　evening　of　his　days；　permeated　by　the　affectionate　surroundings　of　the　heaving　bosom　of　the　family。　An　acclimatised　Britisher　he　had　seen　that　summer　eve　from　the　footplate　of　an　engine　cab　of　the　Loop　line　railway　pany　while　the　rain　refrained　from　falling　glimpses；　as　it　were；　through　the　windows　of　loveful　households　in　Dublin　city　and　urban　district　of　scenes　truly　rural　of　happiness　of　the　better　land　with　Dockrell's　wallpaper　at　one　and　ninepence　a　dozen；　innocent　British　born　bairns　lisping　prayers　to　the　Sacred　Infant；　youthful　scholars　grappling　with　their　pensums；　model　young　ladies　playing　on　the　pianoforte　or　anon　all　with　fervour　reciting　the　family　rosary　round　the　crackling　Yulelog　while　in　the　boreens　and　green　lanes　the　colleens　with　their　swains　strolled　what　times　the　strains　of　the　organtoned　melodeon　Britannia　metalbound　with　four　acting　stops　and　twelvefold　bellows；　a　sacrifice；　greatest　bargain　ever。。。　）　
（Renewed　laughter。　He　mumbles　incoherently。　Reporters　plain　that　they　cannot　hear。）　
LONGHAND　AND　SHORTHAND　（Without　looking　up　from　their　notebooks。）　Loosen　his　boots。　
PROFESSOR　MACHUGH　（From　the　presstable；　coughs　and　calls。）　Cough　it　up；　man。　Get　it　out　in　bits。　
（The　crossexamination　proceeds　re　Bloom　and　the　bucket。　A　lace　bucket。　Bloom　himself　Bowel　trouble。　In　Beaver　street。　Gripe；　yes。　Quite　bad。　A　plasterers　bucket。　By　walking　stifflegged。　Suffered　untold　misery。　Deadly　agony。　About　noon。　Love　or　burgundy。　Yes；　some　spinach。　Crucial　moment。　He　did　not　look　in　the　bucket。　Nobody。　Rather　a　mess。　Not　pletely。　A　Titbits　back　number。）　
（Uproar　and　catcalls。　Bloom；　in　a　torn　frockcoat　stained　with　whitewash；　dinged　silk　hat　sideways　on　his　head；　a　strip　of　sticking…plaster　across　his　nose；　talks　inaudibly。）　
J。　J。　O'MOLLOY　（In　barrister's　grey　wig　and　stuffgown；　speaking　with　a　voice　of　pained　protest。）　This　is　no　place　for　indecent　levity　at　the　expense　of　an　erring　mortal　disguised　in　liquor。　We　are　not　in　a　beargarden　nor　at　an　Oxford　rag　nor　is　this　a　travesty　of　justice。　My　client　is　an　infant；　a　poor　foreign　immigrant　who　started　scratch　as　a　stowaway　and　is　now　trying　to　turn　an　honest　penny。　The　trumped　up　misdemeanour　was　due　to　a　momentary　aberration　of　heredity；　brought　on　by　hallucination；　such　familiarities　as　the　alleged　guilty　occurrence　being　quite　permitted　in　my　client's　native　place；　the　land　of　the　Pharaoh。　Prima　facie；　I　put　it　to　you　that　there　was　no　attempt　at　carnally　knowing。　Intimacy　did　not　occur　and　the　offence　plained　of　by　Driscoll；　that　her　virtue　was　solicited；　was　not　repeated。　I　would　deal　inespecial　with　atavism。　There　have　been　cases　of　shipwreck　and　somnambulism　in　my　client's　family。　If　the　accused　could　speak　he　could　a　tale　unfold　one　of　the　strangest　that　have　ever　been　narrated　between　the　covers　of　a　book。　He　himself；　my　lord；　is　a　physical　wreck　from　cobbler's　weak　chest。　His　submission　is　that　he　is　of　Mongolian　extraction　and　irresponsible　for　his　actions。　Not　all　there；　in　fact。　
BLOOM　（Barefoot；　pigeonbreasted；　in　lascar's　vest　and　trousers；　apologetic　toes　turned　in；　opens　his　tiny　mole's　eyes　and　looks　about　him　dazedly；　passing　a　slow　hand　across　his　forehead。　Then　he　hitches　his　belt　sailor　fashion　and　with　a　shrug　of　oriental　obeisance　salutes　the　court；　pointing　one　thumb　heavenward。）　Him　makee　velly　muchee　fine　night。　（He　begins　to　lilt　simply。）　
Li　li　poo　lil　chile；
Blingee　pigfoot　evly　night。
Payee　two　shilly。。。　
（He　is　howled　down。）　
J。　J。　O'MOLLOY　（Hotly　to　the　populace。）　This　is　a　lonehand　fight。　By　Hades；　I　will　not　have　any　client　of　mine　gagged　and　badgered　in　this　fashion　by　a　pack　of　curs　and　laughing　hyenas。　The　Mosaic　code　has　superseded　the　law　of　the　jungle。　I　say　it　and　I　say　it　emphatically　without　wishing　for　one　moment　to　defeat　the　ends　of　justice；　accused　was　not　accessory　before　the　act　and　prosecutrix　has　not　been　tampered　with。　The　young　person　was　treated　by　defendant　as　if　she　were　his　very　own　daughter。　（Bloom　takes　J。　J。　O'Molloy's　hand　and　raises　it　to　his　lips。）　I　shall　call　rebutting　evidence　to　prove　up　to　the　hilt　that　the　hidden　hand　is　again　at　its　old　game。　When　in　doubt　persecute　Bloom。　My　client；　an　innately　bashful　man；　would　be　the　last　man　in　the　world　to　do　anything　ungentlemanly　which　injured　modesty　could　object　to　or　cast　a　stone　at　a　girl　who　took　the　wrong　turning　when　some　dastard；　responsible　for　her　condition；　had　worked　his　own　sweet　will　on　her。　He　wants　to　go　straight。　I　regard　him　as　the　whitest　man　I　know。　He　is　down　on　his　luck　at　present　owing　to　the　mortgaging　of　his　extensive　property　at　Agendath　Netaim　in　faraway　Asia　Minor；　slides　of　which　will　now　be　shown。　（To　Bloom。）　I　suggest　that　you　will　do　the　handsome　thing。　
BLOOM　A　penny　in　the　pound。　
（The　mirage　of　the　lake　of　Kinnereth　with　blurred　cattle　cropping　in　silver　haze　is　projected　on　the　wall。　Moses　Dlugacz；　ferreteyed　albino；　in　blue　dungarees；　stands　up　in　the　gallery；　holding　in　each　hand　an　orange　citron　and　a　pork　kidney。）　
DLUGACZ　（Hoarsely。）　Bleibtreustrasse；　Berlin；　W。　13。　
（J。　J。　O'Molloy　steps　on　to　a　low　plinth　and　holds　the　lapel　of　his　coat　with　solemnity。　His　face　lengthens；　grows　pale　and　bearded；　with　sunken　eyes；　the　blotches　of　phthisis　and　hectic　cheekbones　of　John　F。　Taylor。　He　applies　his　handkerchief　to　his　mouth　and　scrutinises　the　galloping　tide　of　rosepink　blood。）　
J。　J。　O'MOLLOY　（Almost　voicelessly。）　Excuse　me；　I　am　suffering　from　a　severe　chill；　have　recently　e　from　a　sickbed。　A　few　wellchosen　words。　（He　assumes　the　avine　head；　foxy　moustache　and　proboscidal　eloquence　of　Seymour　Bushe。）　When　the　angel's　book　es　to　be　opened　if　aught　that　the　pensive　bosom　has　inaugurated　of　soultransfigured　and　of　soultransfiguring　deserves　to　live　I　say　accord　the　prisoner　at　the　bar　the　sacred　benefit　of　the　doubt。　（A　paper　with　something　written　on　it　is　handed　into　court。）　
BLOOM　（In　court　dress。）　Can　give　best　references。　Messrs　Callan；　Coleman。　Mr　Wisdom　Hely　J。　P。　My　old　chief　Joe　Cuffe。　Mr　V。　B。　Dillon；　ex…lord　mayor　of　Dublin。　I　have　moved　in　the　charmed　circle　of　the　highest　。　Queens　of　Dublin　Society。　（Carelessly。）　I　was　just　chatting　this　afternoon　at　the　viceregal　lodge　to　my　old　pals；　sir　Robert　and　lady　Ball；　astronomer　royal；　at　the　levee。　Sir　Bob；　I　said。。。　
MRS　YELVERTON　BARRY　（In　lowcorsaged　opal　balldress　and　elbowlength　ivory　gloves；　wearing　a　sabletrimmed　brick　quilted　dolman；　a　b　of　brilliants　and　panache　of　osprey　in　her　hair。）　Arrest　him　constable。　He　wrote　me　an　anonymous　letter　in　prentice　backhand　when　my　husband　was　in　the　North　Riding　of　Tipperary　on　the　Munster　circuit；　signed　James　Lovebirch。　He　said　that　he　had　seen　from　the　gods　my　peerless　globes　as　I　sat　in　a　box　of　the　Theatre　Royal　at　a　mand　performance　of　La　Cigale。　I　deeply　inflamed　him；　he　said。　He　made　improper　overtures　to　me　to　misconduct　myself　at　half　past　four　p。m。　on　the　following　Thursday；　Dunsink　time。　He　offered　to　send　me　through　the　post　a　work　of　fiction　by　Monsieur　Paul　de　Kock；　entitled　The　Girl　with　the　Three　Pairs　of　Stays。　
MRS　BELLINGHAM　（In　cap　and　seal　coneymantle；　wrapped　up　to　the　nose；　steps　out　of　her　brougham　and　scans　through　tortoiseshell　quizzingglasses　which　she　takes　from　inside　her　huge　opossum　muff。）　Also　to　me。　Yes；　I　believe　it　is　the　same　objectionable　person。　Because　he　closed　my　carriage　door　outside　sir　Thornley　Stoker's　one　sleety　day　during　the　cold　snap　of　February　ninetythree　when　even　the　grid　of　the　wastepipe　and　ballstop　in　my　bath　cistern　were　frozen。　Subsequently　he　enclosed　a　bloom　of　edelweiss　culled　on　the　heights；　as　he　said；　in　my　honour。　I　had　it　examined　by　a　botanical　expert　and　elicited　the　information　that　it　was　a　blossom　of　the　homegrown　potato　plant　purloined　from　a　forcingcase　of　the　model　farm。　
MRS　YELVERTON　BARRY　Shame　on　him！　
（A　crowd　of　sluts　and　ragamuffins　sues　forward。）　
THE　SLUTS　AND　RAGAMUFFINS　（Screaming。）　Stop　thief！　Hurrah　there；　Bluebeard！　Three　cheers　for　Ikey　Mo！　
SECOND　WATCH　（Produces　handcuffs。）　Here　are　the　darbies。　
MRS　BELLINGHAM　He　addressed　me　in　several　handwritings　with　fulsome　pliments　as　a　Venus　in　furs　and　alleged　profound　pity　for　my　frostbound　coachman　Balmer　while　in　the　same　breath　he　expressed　himself　as　envious　of　his　earflaps　and　fleecy　sheepskins　and　of　his　fortunate　proximity　to　my　person；　when　standing　behind　my　chair　wearing　my　livery　and　the　armorial　bearings　of　the　Bellingham　escutcheon　garnished　sable；　a　buck's　head　couped　or。　He　lauded　almost　extravagantly　my　nether　extremities；　my　swelling　calves　in　silk　hose　drawn　up　to　the　limit；　and　eulogised　glowingly　my　other　hidden　treasures　in　priceless　lace　which；　he　said；　he　could　conjure　up。　He　urged　me；　stating　that　he　felt　it　his　mission　in　life　to　urge　me；　to　defile　the　marriage　bed；　to　mit　adultery　at　the　earliest　possible　opportunity。　
THE　HONOURABLE　MRS　MERVYN　TALBOYS　（In　amazon　costume；　hard　hat；　jackboots　cockspurred；　vermilion　waistcoat；　fawn　musketeer　gauntlets　with　bra　idea　drums；　long　train　held　up　and　hunting　crop　with　which　she　strikes　her　welt　constantly。）　Also　me。　Because　he　saw　me　on　the　polo　ground　of　the　Phnix　park　at　the　match　All　Ireland　versus　the　Rest　of　Ireland。　My　eyes；　I　know；　shone　divinely　as　I　watched　Captain　Slogger　Dennehy　of　the　Inniskillings　win　the　final　chukkar　on　his　darling　cob　Centaur。　This　plebeian　Don　Juan　observed　me　from　behind　a　hackney　car　and　sent　me　in　double　envelopes　an　obscene　photograph；　such　as　are　sold　after　dark　on　Paris　boulevards；　insulting　to　any　lady。　I　have　it　still。　It　represents　a　partially　nude　senorita；　frail　and　lovely　（his　wife　as　he　solemnly　assured　me；　taken　by　him　from　nature）；　practising　illicit　intercourse　with　a　muscular　torero；　evidently　a　blackguard。　He　urged　me　to　do　likewise；　to　misbehave；　to　sin　with　officers　of　the　garrison。　He　implored　me　to　soil　his　letter　in　an　unspeakable　manner；　to　chastise　him　as　he　richly　deserves；　to　bestride　and　ride　him；　to　give　him　a　most　vicious　horsewhipping。　
MRS　BELLINGHAM　Me　too。　
MRS　YELVERTON　BARRY　Me　too。　
（Several　highly　respectable　Dublin　ladies　hold　up　improper　letters　received　from　Bloom。）　
THE　HONOURABLE　MRS　MERVYN　TALBOYS　（Stamps　her　jingling　spurs　in　a　sudden　paroxysm　of　sudden　fury。）　I　will；　by　the　God　above　me。　I'll　scourge　the　pigeonlivered　cur　as　long　as　I　can　stand　over　him。　I'll　flay　him　alive。　
BLOOM　（His　eyes　closing；　quails　expectantly。）　Here？　（He　squirms。）　Again！　（He　pants　cringing。）　I　love　the　danger。　
THE　HONOURABLE　MRS　MERVYN　TALBOYS　Very　much　so！　I'll　make　it　hot　for　you。　I'll　make　you　dance　Jack　Latten　for　that。　
MRS　BELLINGHAM　Tan　his　breech　well；　the　upstart！　Write　the　stars　and　stripes　on　it！　
MRS　YELVERTON　BARRY　Disgraceful！　There's　no　excuse　for　him！　A　married　man！　
BLOOM　All　these　people。　I　meant　only　the　spanking　idea。　A　warm　tingling　glow　without　effusion。　Refined　birching　to　stimulate　the　circulation。　
THE　HONOURABLE　MRS　MERVYN　TALBO