尤利西斯-第44章

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　This　is　real　Irish　cream　I　take　it；　he　said　with　forbearance。　I　don't　want　to　be　imposed　on。　
Elijah；　skiff；　light　crumpled　throwaway；　sailed　eastward　by　flanks　of　ships　and　trawlers；　amid　an　archipelago　of　corks；　beyond　new　Wapping　street　past　Benson's　ferry；　and　by　the　three…masted　schooner　Rosevean　from　Bridgwater　with　bricks。　
Almidano　Artifoni　walked　past　Holles　street；　past　Sewell's　yard。　Behind　him　Cashel　Boyle　O'Connor　Fitzmaurice　Tisdall　Farrell　with　stickumbrelladustcoat　dangling；　shunned　the　lamp　before　Mr　Law　Smith's　house　and；　crossing；　walked　along　Merrion　square。　Distantly　behind　him　a　blind　stripling　tapped　his　way　by　the　wall　of　College　Park。　
Cashel　Boyle　O'Connor　Fitzmaurice　Tisdall　Farrell　walked　as　far　as　Mr　Lewis　Werner's　cheerful　windows；　then　turned　and　strode　back　along　Merrion　square；　his　stickumbrelladustcoat　dangling。　
At　the　corner　of　Wilde's　he　halted；　frowned　at　Elijah's　name　announced　on　the　Metropolitan　Hall；　frowned　at　the　distant　pleasance　of　duke's　lawn。　His　eyeglass　flashed　frowning　in　the　sun。　With　ratsteeth　bared　he　muttered：　
　Coactus　volui。　
He　strode　on　for　Clare　street；　grinding　his　fierce　word。　
As　he　strode　past　Mr　Bloom's　dental　windows　the　sway　of　his　dustcoat　brushed　rudely　from　its　angle　a　slender　tapping　cane　and　swept　onwards；　having　buffeted　a　thewless　body。　The　blind　stripling　turned　his　sickly　face　after　the　striding　form。　
　God's　curse　on　you；　he　said　sourly；　whoever　you　are！　You're　blinder　nor　I　am；　you　bitch's　bastard！　
Opposite　Ruggy　O'Donohoe's　Master　Patrick　Aloysius　Dignam；　pawing　the　pound　and　half　of　Mangan's；　late　Fehrenbach's；　porksteaks　he　had　been　sent　for；　went　along　warm　Wicklow　street　dawdling。　It　was　too　blooming　dull　sitting　in　the　parlour　with　Mrs　Stoer　and　Mrs　Quigley　and　Mrs　MacDowell　and　the　blind　down　and　they　all　at　their　sniffles　and　sipping　sups　of　the　superior　tawny　sherry　uncle　Barney　brought　from　Tunney's。　And　they　eating　crumbs　of　the　cottage　fruit　cake　jawing　the　whole　blooming　time　and　sighing。　
After　Wicklow　lane　the　window　of　Madame　Doyle；　court　dress　milliner；　stopped　him。　He　stood　looking　in　at　the　two　puckers　stripped　to　their　pelts　and　putting　up　their　props。　From　the　sidemirrors　two　mourning　Masters　Dignam　gaped　silently。　Myler　Keogh；　Dublin's　pet　lamb；　will　meet　sergeant…major　Bennett；　the　Portobello　bruiser；　for　a　purse　of　fifty　sovereigns；　God；　that'd　be　a　good　pucking　match　to　see。　Myler　Keogh；　that's　the　chap　sparring　out　to　him　with　the　green　sash。　Two　bar　entrance；　soldiers　half　price。　I　could　easy　do　a　bunk　on　ma。　Master　Dignam　on　his　left　turned　as　he　turned。　That's　me　in　mourning。　When　is　it？　May　the　twenty…second。　Sure；　the　blooming　thing　is　all　over。　He　turned　to　the　right　and　on　his　right　Master　Dignam　turned；　his　cap　awry；　his　collar　sticking　up。　Buttoning　it　down；　his　chin　lifted；　he　saw　the　image　of　Marie　Kendall；　charming　soubrette；　beside　the　two　puckers。　One　of　them　mots　that　do　be　in　the　packets　of　fags　Stoer　smokes　that　his　old　fellow　welted　hell　out　of　him　for　one　time　he　found　out。　
Master　Dignam　got　his　collar　down　and　dawdled　on。　The　best　pucker　going　for　strength　was　Fitzsimons。　One　puck　in　the　wind　from　that　fellow　would　knock　you　into　the　middle　of　next　week；　man。　But　the　best　pucker　for　science　was　Jem　Corbet　before　Fitzsimons　knocked　the　stuffings　out　of　him；　dodging　and　all。　
In　Grafton　street　Master　Dignam　saw　a　red　flower　in　a　toff's　mouth　and　a　swell　pair　of　kicks　on　him　and　he　listening　to　what　the　drunk　was　telling　him　and　grinning　all　the　time。　
No　Sandymount　tram。　
Master　Dignam　walked　along　Nassau　street；　shifted　the　porksteaks　to　his　other　hand。　His　collar　sprang　up　again　and　he　tugged　it　down。　The　blooming　stud　was　too　small　for　the　buttonhole　of　the　shirt；　blooming　end　to　it。　He　met　schoolboys　with　satchels。　I'm　not　going　tomorrow　either；　stay　away　till　Monday。　He　met　other　schoolboys。　Do　they　notice　I'm　in　mourning？　Uncle　Barney　said　he'd　get　it　into　the　paper　tonight。　Then　they'll　all　see　it　in　the　paper　and　read　my　name　printed　and　pa's　name。　
His　face　got　all　grey　instead　of　being　red　like　it　was　and　there　was　a　fly　walking　over　it　up　to　his　eye。　The　scrunch　that　was　when　they　were　screwing　the　screws　into　the　coffin：　and　the　bumps　when　they　were　bringing　it　downstairs。　
Pa　was　inside　it　and　ma　crying　in　the　parlour　and　uncle　Barney　telling　the　men　how　to　get　it　round　the　bend。　A　big　coffin　it　was；　and　high　and　heavylooking。　How　was　that？　The　last　night　pa　was　boosed　he　was　standing　on　the　landing　there　bawling　out　for　his　boots　to　go　out　to　Tunney's　for　to　boose　more　and　he　looked　butty　and　short　in　his　shirt。　Never　see　him　again。　Death；　that　is。　Pa　is　dead。　My　father　is　dead。　He　told　me　to　be　a　good　son　to　ma。　I　couldn't　hear　the　other　things　he　said　but　I　saw　his　tongue　and　his　teeth　trying　to　say　it　better。　Poor　pa。　That　was　Mr　Dignam；　my　father。　I　hope　he　is　in　purgatory　now　because　he　went　to　confession　to　father　Conroy　on　Saturday　night。　
William　Humble；　earl　of　Dudley；　and　Lady　Dudley；　acpanied　by　lieutenantcolonel　Hesseltine；　drove　out　after　luncheon　from　the　viceregal　lodge。　In　the　following　carriage　were　the　honourable　Mrs　Paget；　Miss　de　Courcy　and　the　honourable　Gerald　Ward；　A。　D。　C。　in　attendance。　
The　cavalcade　passed　out　by　the　lower　gate　of　Phoenix　Park　saluted　by　obsequious　policemen　and　proceeded　past　Kingsbridge　along　the　northern　quays。　The　viceroy　was　most　cordially　greeted　on　his　way　through　the　metropolis。　At　Bloody　bridge　Mr　Thomas　Kernan　beyond　the　river　greeted　him　vainly　from　afar。　Between　Queen's　and　Whitworth　bridges　Lord　Dudley's　viceregal　carriages　passed　and　were　unsaluted　by　Mr　Dudley　White；　B。　L。；　M。　A。；　who　stood　on　Arran　Quay　outside　Mrs　M。　E。　White's；　the　pawnbroker's；　at　the　corner　of　Arran　street　west　stroking　his　nose　with　his　forefinger；　undecided　whether　he　should　arrive　at　Phibsborough　more　quickly　by　a　triple　change　of　tram　or　by　hailing　a　car　or　on　foot　through　Smithfield；　Constitution　hill　and　Broadstone　terminus。　In　the　porch　of　Four　Courts　Richie　Goulding　with　the　costsbag　of　Goulding；　Collis　and　Ward　saw　him　with　surprise。　Past　Richmond　bridge　at　the　doorstep　of　the　office　of　Reuben　J。　Dodd；　solicitor；　agent　for　the　Patriotic　Insurance　pany；　an　elderly　female　about　to　enter　changed　her　plan　and　retracing　her　steps　by　King's　windows　smiled　credulously　on　the　representative　of　His　Majesty。　From　its　sluice　in　Wood　quay　wall　under　Tom　Devan's　office　Poddle　river　hung　out　in　fealty　a　tongue　of　liquid　sewage。　Above　the　crossblind　of　the　Ormond　Hotel；　gold　by　bronze；　Miss　Kennedy's　head　by　Miss　Douce's　head　watched　and　admired。　On　Ormond　quay　Mr　Simon　Dedalus；　steering　his　way　from　the　greenhouse　for　the　subsheriff's　office；　stood　still　in　midstreet　and　brought　his　hat　low。　His　Excellency　graciously　returned　Mr　Dedalus'　greeting。　From　Cahill's　corner　the　reverend　Hugh　C。　Love；　M。　A。；　made　obeisance　unperceived；　mindful　of　lords　deputies　whose　hands　benignant　had　held　of　yore　rich　advowsons。　On　Grattan　bridge　Lenehan　and　M'Coy；　taking　leave　of　each　other；　watched　the　carriages　go　by。　Passing　by　Roger　Greene's　office　and　Dollard's　big　red　printing　house　Gerty　MacDowell；　carrying　the　Catesby's　cork　lino　letters　for　her　father　who　was　laid　up；　knew　by　the　style　it　was　the　lord　and　lady　lieutenant　but　she　couldn't　see　what　Her　Excellency　had　on　because　the　tram　and　Spring's　big　yellow　furniture　van　had　to　stop　in　front　of　her　on　account　of　its　being　the　lord　lieutenant。　Beyond　Lundy　Foot's　from　the　shaded　door　of　Kavanagh's　winerooms　John　Wyse　Nolan　smiled　with　unseen　coldness　towards　the　lord　lieutenantgeneral　and　general　governor　of　Ireland。　The　Right　Honourable　William　Humble；　earl　of　Dudley；　G。　C。　V。　O。；　passed　Micky　Anderson's　all　times　ticking　watches　and　Henry　and　James's　wax　smartsuited　freshcheeked　models；　the　gentleman　Henry；　dernier　cri　James。　Over　against　Dame　gate　Tom　Rochford　and　Nosey　Flynn　watched　the　approach　of　the　cavalcade。　Tom　Rochford；　seeing　the　eyes　of　lady　Dudley　on　him；　took　his　thumbs　quickly　out　of　the　pockets　of　his　claret　waistcoat　and　doffed　his　cap　to　her。　A　charming　soubrette；　great　Marie　Kendall；　with　dauby　cheeks　and　lifted　skirt；　smiled　daubily　from　her　poster　upon　William　Humble；　earl　of　Dudley；　and　upon　lieutenantcolonel　H。　G。　Hesseltine　and　also　upon　the　honourable　Gerald　Ward　A。　D。　C。　From　the　window　of　the　D。　B。　C。　Buck　Mulligan　gaily；　and　Haines　gravely；　gazed　down　on　the　viceregal　equipage　over　the　shoulders　of　eager　guests；　whose　mass　of　forms　darkened　the　chessboard　whereon　John　Howard　Parnell　looked　intently。　In　Fownes's　street；　Dilly　Dedalus；　straining　her　sight　upward　from　Chardenal's　first　French　primer；　saw　sunshades　spanned　and　wheelspokes　spinning　in　the　glare　John　Henry　Menton；　filling　the　doorway　of　mercial　Buildings；　stared　from　winebig　oyster　eyes；　holding　a　fat　gold　hunter　watch　not　looked　at　in　his　fat　left　hand　not　feeling　it。　Where　the　foreleg　of　King　Billy's　horse　pawed　the　air　Mrs　Breen　plucked　her　hastening　husband　back　from　under　the　hoofs　of　the　outriders。　She　shouted　in　his　ear　the　tidings。　Understanding；　he　shifted　his　tomes　to　his　left　breast　and　saluted　the　second　carriage。　The　honourable　Gerald　Ward　A。　D。　C。；　agreeably　surprised；　made　haste　to　reply。　At　Ponsonby's　corner　a　jaded　white　flagon　H。　halted　and　four　tallhatted　white　flagons　halted　behind　him；　E。　L。　Y。'S。；　while　outriders　pranced　past　and　carriages。　Opposite　Pigott's　music　warerooms　Mr　Denis　J。　Maginni　professor　of　dancing　&c；　gaily　apparelled；　gravely　walked；　outpassed　by　a　viceroy　and　unobserved。　By　the　provost's　wall　came　jauntily　Blazes　Boylan；　stepping　in　tan　shoes　and　socks　with　skyblue　clocks　to　the　refrain　of　My　girl's　a　Yorkshire　girl。　
Blazes　Boylan　presented　to　the　leaders'　skyblue　frontlets　and　high　action　a　skyblue　tie；　a　widebrimmed　straw　hat　at　a　rakish　angle　and　a　suit　of　indigo　serge。　His　hands　in　his　jacket　pockets　forgot　to　salute　but　he　offered　to　the　three　ladies　the　bold　admiration　of　his　eyes　and　the　red　flower　between　his　lips。　As　they　drove　along　Nassau　street　His　Excellency　drew　the　attention　of　his　bowing　consort　to　the　programme　of　music　which　was　being　discoursed　in　College　park。　Unseen　brazen　highland　laddies　blared　and　drumthumped　after　the　cortége：　
But　though　she's　a　factory　lass　
And　wears　no　fancy　clothes。
Baraabum。
Yet　I've　a　sort　of　a
Yorkshire　relish　for
My　little　Yorkshire　rose。
Baraabum。
Thither　of　the　wall　the　quartermile　flat　handicappers；　M。　C。　Green；　H。　Thrift；　T。　M。　Patey；　C。　Scaife；　J。　B。　Jeffs；　G。　N。　Morphy；　F。　Stevenson；　C。　Adderly；　and　W。　C。　Huggard　started　in　pursuit。　Striding　past　Finn's　hotel；　Cashel　Boyle　O'Connor　Fitzmaurice　Tisdall　Farrell　stared　through　a　fierce　eyeglass　across　the　carriages　at　the　head　of　Mr　E。　M。　Solomons　in　the　window　of　the　Austro…Hungarian　viceconsulate。　Deep　in　Leinster　street；　by　Trinity's　postern；　a　loyal　king's　man；　Horn…blower；　touched　his　tallyho　cap。　As　the　glossy　horses　pranced　by　Merrion　square　Master　Patrick　Aloysius　Dignam；　waiting；　saw　salutes　being　given　to　the　gent　with　the　topper　and　raised　also　his　new　black　cap　with　fingers　greased　by　porksteak　paper。　His　collar　too　sprang　up。　The　viceroy；　on　his　way　to　inaugurate　the　Mirus　bazaar　in　aid　of　funds　for　Mercer's　hospital；　drove　with　his　following　towards　Lower　Mount　street。　He