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Wonderful of course if you say: It was all things combined. Her hands were of finely veined alabaster with tapering fingers and as white as lemon juice and queen of ointments could make them though it was not true that she used to wear kid gloves in bed or take a milk footbath either.
Good job I let off there behind coming out of Dignam’s. Do fish ever get seasick?
Milly delighted with Molly’s new blouse. Mr Bloom inserted his nose. Irritable little gnat she was and always would be and that was why no-one could get on with her, poking her nose into what was no concern of hers.
A fireworks display begins. How sad to poor Gerty’s ears!
Episode 13 – Nausicca
It was all no use soothering him with no, nono, baby, no and telling him about the geegee and where was the puffpuff but Ciss, always readywitted, gave him in his mouth nusicaa teat of the suckingbottle and the young heathen was quickly appeased. Cissy Caffrey bent over him to tease his fat little plucks and the dainty dimple in his chin. Would you mind, please, telling me the right time? I’m all clean come and dirty me.
Gerty smiled assent and bit her lip. This flirtation is noted jealously by Edy who rebukes Gerty by continually teasing her about a boy that may no longer be sweet on her.
Ulysses by James Joyce: Episode 13 – Nausicca
Suppose it’s ever so many millions of tiny grains blown across. Have that in your nose in the dark, whiff of stale boose. Don’t know what death is at that age. Also the library today: As for Mr Reggy with his swank and his bit of money she could just chuck him aside as if he was so much filth and never again would she cast as much as a second thought on him and tear his silly postcard into a dozen pieces.
Like a jams sitting beyond a dog’s jump. Gerty stifled a smothered exclamation and gave a nervous cough and Edy asked what and she was just going to tell her nauzicaa catch it while it was flying but she was ever ladylike in her deportment so she simply passed it off with consummate tact by saying that that was the benediction because just then the bell rang out from the steeple over the quiet seashore because Canon O’Hanlon was up on the altar with the veil that Father Conroy put round him round his shoulders giving the benediction with the blessed Sacrament in his hands.
Very strange about my watch. Girl friends at school, arms round each other’s neck or with ten fingers locked, kissing and whispering secrets about nothing in the convent garden.
Nausicaa | The James Joyce Centre
This technique of tumescence is realized by the wordy and pompous prose that dominates the greater part of the episode through a third-person narrative voice. It’s like a fine veil or web they have all over the skin, fine like what do you call it gossamer and they’re aways spinning it out of them, fine as anything, rainbow colours without knowing it.
Then make it up. And Edy Boardman laughed too at the quaint language of little brother. And then she told him to say papa. Nightstock in Mat Dillon’s garden where I kissed her shoulder. How they change the venue when it’s not what they like.
His eyes burned into her as though they would search her through and through, read her very soul.
Gerty just took off her hat for a moment to settle her hair and a prettier, a daintier head of nutbrown tresses was never seen on a girl’s shoulders, a radiant little vision, in sooth, almost maddening in its sweetness. Fine voice that fellow had. And Jacky Caffrey shouted to look, there was another and she leaned back and the garters were blue to match on account of the transparent and they all saw it and shouted to look, look there it was and she leaned back ever so far to see the fireworks and something nausicza was flying about through the air, a nauiscaa thing to and fro, dark.
Anyhow she wants the money. That half tabbywhite tortoise-shell in the Jzmes Anns with the letter em on her forehead.
You never saw him anyway screwed but still and for all that she would not like him for a father because he was too old or something or on account of his face it was a palpable case of joycce Fell or his carbuncly nose with the pimples on it and his sandy moustache a bit white under his nose.