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           Lynch,hisjockeycaplowonhisbrow,attendshim,asneerofdiscontentwrinklinghisface.)

           STEPHEN:Vidiaquamegredientemdetemploalateredextro.Alleluia.

           (Thefamishedsnaggletusksofanelderlybawdprotrudefromadoorway.)

           THEBAWD:(Hervoicewhisperinghuskily.)Sst!ComeheretillItellyou.Maidenheadinside.Sst!

           STEPHEN:(Altiusaliquantulum.)Etomnesadquospervenitaquaista.

           THEBAWD:(Spitsintheirtrailherjetofvenom.)Trinitymedicals.Fallopiantube.Allprickandnopence.

           (EdyBoardman,sniffling,crouchedwithBerthaSupple,drawshershawlacrosshernostrils.)

           EDYBOARDMAN:(Bickering.)Andsaystheone:IseenyouupFaithfulplacewithyoursquarepusher,thegreaserofftherailway,inhiscometobedhat.Didyou,saysI.That’snotforyoutosay,saysI.Youneverseenmeinthemantrapwithamarriedhighlander,saysI.Thelikesofher!Stagthatoneis!Stubbornasamule!Andherwalkingwithtwofellowstheonetime,Kilbride,theenginedriver,andlancecorporalOliphant.

           STEPHEN:(Triumphaliter.)Salvifactisunt.

           (Heflourisheshisashplant,shiveringthelampimage,shatteringlightovertheworld.Aliverandwhitespanielontheprowlslinksafterhim,growling.Lynchscaresitwithakick.)

           LYNCH:Sothat?

           STEPHEN:(Looksbehind.)Sothatgesture,notmusicnotodour,wouldbeauniversallanguage,thegiftoftonguesrenderingvisiblenotthelaysensebutthefirstentelechy,thestructuralrhythm.

           LYNCH:Pornosophicalphilotheology.MetaphysicsinMecklenburghstreet!

           STEPHEN:WehaveshrewriddenShakespeareandhenpeckedSocrates.