—I know, M‘Coy broke in. My missus sang there once.
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#Ulysse 4421
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27 mars, par Guillaume Vissac—There was a long spread out at Glencree reformatory, Lenehan said eagerly. The annual dinner, you know. Boiled shirt affair. The lord mayor was there, Val Dillon it was, and sir Charles Cameron and Dan Dawson spoke and there was music. Bartell d’Arcy sang and Benjamin Dollard .....
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#Ulysse 4419
26 mars, par Guillaume VissacMaster Patrick Aloysius Dignam came out of Mangan’s, late Fehrenbach’s, carrying a pound and a half of porksteaks.
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25 mars, par Guillaume VissacThey crossed to the metal bridge and went along Wellington quay by the riverwall.
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24 mars, par Guillaume Vissac—I’ll tell you a damn good one about comets’ tails, he said. Come over in the sun.
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23 mars, par Guillaume VissacLenehan laughed.
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22 mars, par Guillaume Vissac—He’s dead nuts on sales, M‘Coy said. I was with him one day and he bought a book from an old one in Liffey street for two bob. There were fine plates in it worth double the money, the stars and the moon and comets with long tails. Astronomy it was about.
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21 mars, par Guillaume Vissac—Leopoldo or the Bloom is on the Rye, Lenehan said.
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20 mars, par Guillaume Vissac—Wonder what he’s buying, M‘Coy said, glancing behind.
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#Ulysse 4412
19 mars, par Guillaume Vissac—There he is, Lenehan said.