slur with the usual splash page of gutterpress about
the same old matrimonial tangle alleging misconduct
with professional golfer or the newest stage favourite
instead of being honest and aboveboard about the whole
business. How they were fated to meet and an attachment
sprang up between the two so that their names were
coupled in the public eye was told in court with letters
containing the habitual mushy and compromising expressions
leaving no loophole to show that they openly cohabited
two or three times a week at some wellknown seaside
hotel and relations, when the thing ran its normal
course, became in due course intimate. Then the
decree Nisi and the King’s proctor tries
to show cause why and, he failing to quash it, Nisi
was made absolute. But as for that the two misdemeanants,
wrapped up as they largely were in one another, could
safely afford to ignore it as they very largely did
till the matter was put in the hands of a solicitor
who filed a petition for the party wronged in due
course. He, B, enjoyed the distinction of being
close to Erin’s uncrowned king in the flesh
when the thing occurred on the historic fracas
when the fallen leader’s, who notoriously stuck
to his guns to the last drop even when clothed in
the mantle of adultery, (leader’s) trusty henchmen
to the number of ten or a dozen or possibly even more
than that penetrated into the printing works of the
insuppressible or no it was united Ireland
(a by no means by the by appropriate appellative)
and broke up the typecases with hammers or something
like that all on account of some scurrilous effusions
from the facile pens of the O’Brienite scribes
at the usual mudslinging occupation reflecting on
the erstwhile tribune’s private morals.
Though palpably a radically altered man he was still
a commanding figure though carelessly garbed as usual
with that look of settled purpose which went a long
way with the shillyshallyers till they discovered
to their vast discomfiture that their idol had feet
of clay after placing him upon a pedestal which she,
however, was the first to perceive. As those were
particularly hot times in the general hullaballoo
Bloom sustained a minor injury from a nasty prod of
some chap’s elbow in the crowd that of course
congregated lodging some place about the pit of the
stomach, fortunately not of a grave character.
His hat (Parnell’s) a silk one was inadvertently
knocked off and, as a matter of strict history, Bloom
was the man who picked it up in the crush after witnessing
the occurrence meaning to return it to him (and return
it to him he did with the utmost celerity) who panting
and hatless and whose thoughts were miles away from
his hat at the time all the same being a gentleman
born with a stake in the country he, as a matter of
fact, having gone into it more for the kudos of the
thing than anything else, what’s bred in the
bone instilled into him in infancy at his mother’s
knee in the shape of knowing what good form was came