private carr
I don’t give a bugger who he is.
private compton
We don’t give a bugger who he is.
stephen
I seem to annoy them. Green rag to a bull.
kevin egan
H’lo. Bonjour! The vieille ogresse with the dents jaunes.
patrice
Socialiste!
don emile patrizio franz rupert pope hennessy
(In medieval hauberk, two wild geese valant on his helm, with noble indignation points a mailed hand against the privates.) Werf those eykes to footboden, big grand porcos of johnyellows todos covered of gravy!
bloom
(To Stephen.) Come home. You’ll get into trouble.
stephen
(Swaying.) I don’t avoid it. He provokes my intelligence.
biddy the clap
One immediately observes that he is of patrician lineage.
the virago
Green above the red, says he. Wolfe Tone.
the bawd
The red’s as good as the green, and better. Up the soldiers! Up King Edward!
