Snakes of river fog creep slowly.  From drains, clefts, CESSPOOLS, middens
arise on all sides stagnant fumes.  A glow leaps in the south beyond the
seaward reaches of the river.  The navvy, staggering forward, Cleaves the
crowd and lurches towards the TRAMSIDING on the farther side under the
railway bridge bloom appears, flushed, panting, cramming bread and
chocolate into A sidepocket.  From GILLEN’S hairdresser’s window A
composite portrait shows him gallant Nelson’s image.  A concave mirror at
the side presents to him lovelorn LONGLOST LUGUBRU BOOLOOHOOM.  Grave
Gladstone sees him level, bloom for bloom.  He passes, struck by the stare
of truculent Wellington, but in the convex mirror grin UNSTRUCK the
Bonham eyes and FATCHUCK CHEEKCHOPS of JOLLYPOLDY the RIXDIX DOLDY.

At Antonio PABAIOTTI’S door bloom halts, sweated under the bright
ARCLAMP.  He disappears.  In A moment he reappears and hurries on.)

Bloom:  Fish and taters.  N. g.  Ah!

(He disappears into OLHAUSEN’S, the porkbutcher’s, under the DOWNCOMING
ROLLSHUTTER.  A few moments later he emerges from under the shutter,
puffing Poldy, blowing BLOOHOOM.  In each hand he holds A parcel, one
containing A lukewarm pig’s crubeen, the other A cold sheep’s Trotter,
sprinkled with WHOLEPEPPER.  He gasps, standing upright.  Then bending to
one side he presses A parcel against his ribs and groans.)