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ravenwritesstuff · 4 years
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Best Laid Plans (9/?)
Fandom: Frozen (modern AU, no magic) Pairings: Helsa, established Kristanna, Rapunzel/Eugene, lotsa frohana Rating: T for now, M later almost for sure A/N: Please go away and don’t read the stuff I write.
They have been out to sea for twenty minutes now, Arendelle’s coast disappearing in the distance the same way Elsa’s hope for this day to go any way even close to how she hoped vanished before her eyes. 
After the safety briefing from the crew (which she barely heard) she had attempted to direct the conversation towards the contract, the parts and pieces that needed to still be negotiated and finalized, but Mister Westergaard had other ideas. 
Eat first. He had said. We have all day.
Bits of polite conversation had floated around her. Hans Westergaard entertained the group with intentional questions, occasionally including her but in some ways almost purposefully excluding her. She is simultaneously thrilled and annoyed, but she is not prepared to deal with either emotion.
So she had picked at the sumptuous fare: cold roasted squash wrapped in hickory smoked bacon, miniature parfait cups with berry compote and tangy greek yogurt topped with a sprig of mint, delicate quiche bites that even served cold are still creamy and without a hint of the rubbery texture she always achieves when cooking eggs. There is mixed fruit salad with a lime reduction glaze, brown sugar crusted salmon delicately seated on lemon buttered crostini, and single waffle quarters served with ten dozen options for toppings including jalapeno infused maple syrup. The list goes on.
Elsa is accustomed to tastings and decadence when it comes to food but nearly always when planning it for someone else, some other occasion. She had little experience being the recipient of such gourmet assortments and has never bothered to learn to cook. Still knowing they will sail she does not feel a great need to indulge as she is not sure she will handle the sea well. Her stomach is already a mess.
Her team dives in, filling actual china plates with their choice delicacies as the crew comes to take drink orders. They are each handed a menu printed on thick card stock that feels like silk. The drink options are embossed into the surface of the luxe paper. The feel of it in her hand along with the weight of her plate in the other and the heat of Hans Westergaard at her side is a sensory overload she never imagined having. 
“Coffee,” she does hesitate, “with just a splash of cream.” 
The crew member nods and takes her drink menu for her. She notices later that a smattering of those menus were artistically mounted on stainless steel stands just in case she wants to indulge in a mango-passion-fruit mimosa or a mint lemonade slush infused with vodka. While both sound tempting she needs to stay alert. Especially with him sitting so close. 
His plate is balanced on one thigh with an assortment of the fare that errs on the sweeter side. She notes the same way she would for any client. Hans Westergaard likes dessert. 
She does not consider why knowing that makes her uncomfortable.
He also orders the same coffee as she. 
Again she cannot be certain if this is intentional or just another ploy to generate a doomed connection. She will always lean towards the latter. 
He is still close, but at least she had the sense to extend his arm over the empty seat away from Elsa instead of behind her back. There is a limit even to her control and if he touched her she may explode right out of her skin.
Her team seems to be enjoying the royal food treatment. Rapunzel feeds Eugene her favorite flavor combination, something unusual certainly, and slaps his chest at the grimace. Kristoff loads up on the protein while Anna selects sweeter alternatives. Elsa takes a single quiche, vegetable options, and crostini. She does not want to seem ungrateful but she also does not want to appear over eager or succumb to sea sickness and never be able to eat salmon again. 
She nibbles the barest tip of the roasted summer squash and tries to not notice his plate while also engaging him.
“This is lovely. Thank you,” her team was watching, nodding and eating politely in agreement. 
“Of course. I want you to get a sense for what I want.” 
He now has retreated even further, inches between their bodies, an appropriate distance but still somehow feels too close. She is thankful and suspicious all at once. He leans in again, but just his head. The rest of him is conspicuously distant. His eyes had been green at the wedding but now they almost appeared gold. Were they hazel? 
“That is my team and I would love to talk with you about. We know so little about this initiative, what we are creating, and while this is lovely -”
He cuts her off by pressing two fingers on her mouth.
She had not seen it coming and the feel of it shoots heat previously unknown through her body. She can practically hear the collective gasp from the watching four and her embarrassment is palpable. His fingers are gone as quickly as they had arrived. She didn’t even have the chance to pull back. The heat and pressure of his touch lingers and it takes every bit of self control to not pressed her lips together to try to erase the electric tingling dancing there. 
If she had not been so caught off guard by the sensations racing through her body at the contact she would have had the sense to be furious.
“All in good time.” He leans back and puts the hand on his knee, the other gripping his plate. “But first a tour perhaps?” 
He is already standing and Elsa can just barely catch a breath. 
Her team all stand, albeit cautiously, watching her while she attempts to mentally reboot. Hans Westergaard offers her his hand, the same hand that had pressed her lips just moments before in a facsimile of a kiss. What would it be like to kiss him? 
That inquisitive thought is enough to launch her to her feet without assistance. She sets her plate and attache case down with more force than necessary, straightens, and steps away from him. It takes all of her mortal strength to meet his gaze. 
It is soft and warm but also fearful. That disconcerting humanness there again like he never did anything to upset her. Like he is afraid of rebuttal for his forwardness, like he knows he oversteps but couldn’t help himself just like she cannot bring herself to truly be upset by the touch. Like maybe it undid him the same way it undid her. 
That idea is just as bad, if not worse, than his action.
She needs to put it behind them. Now. No. Sooner than now. 
She lifts her chin and clears her throat. “I think it is best if we stick to business.”
She is responding to his offer for a tour and hopes that is how her team takes it, how he takes it. Clearly she does not need to invite trouble when he is more than willing to produce it on his own. His expression rearranges itself to something more polished, but no less intense. She can practically see his strategy shifting behind those color changing eyes and she steels herself against it. 
Whatever he dishes out she can take. She has overcome more than most and there is not much that can throw her, but the way he looks at her makes her realize she has met her match. 
This is not an arm’s length situation.
But to be close to him?
Close to anyone?
“I agree.” The sound of his voice snaps her back. “Which is why I absolutely insist on a tour of the vessel. It is integral to the process.”
She does not understand. Her mind reels, but she acknowledges that a tour could give her time to regroup and she needs that. 
“Then by all means, lead the way.” She takes several steps away from his projected footpath putting the ornate seat they had shared well between them. 
If there is any hesitation she cannot be certain. Instead he sweeps to the front of the ship where more chrome and glass greet them. “This way then.”
Thus begins a tour of a yacht that is more ornately equipped and furnished than most homes. Right of the main bow deck there is a leisure room filled with plush royal blue and rich chocolate furniture, stainless steel fixtures along with cream carpets and accents. There are florals, books, and staggering decor pieces that would be excessive and gaudy in any other context but here they all flow together seamlessly. The streamlined design of the furniture and the ship is accentuated with the extravagant accents. No. It this the height of refinement, elegance. 
And this is just the first room.
There is more.
There is a board room with a massive white oak table and yellow leather swivel chairs that scream their cush. There is a movie theater complete with leather reclining seat, popcorn maker, and a custom bar.  The floors are either lush carpet, marble, or white oak that gleamed so brightly she swore it was covered in glass. There is a large bathroom that is all Italian marble with fixtures that may actually be gold plated.
The second level bow mirrors the first but without the infinity pool. Instead it boasts more seating and several marble top cocktail tables that almost seem to grow out of the pristine deck. He takes them back then through the main bar, the library, and the gaming room complete with a billiard table that was once Marlon Brando’s. 
“There is more above, but those are the private quarters. We have capacity for up to twenty guests to stay comfortably. Plus the sauna.” He says. “But since those are not strictly business I doubt they will interest you.”
He is teasing, directing his attention at her specifically for the first time in this tour, but she will not take the bait. She is almost ruffled by the sudden attention, by the lack of it beforehand, but the majesty of the ship had distracted her. 
She had never conceived a vessel could be as luxurious as anything she had seen in the last twenty minutes. 
She thought she had understood wealth, had worked with her share of affluent clientele, but nothing like this. Outside the challenge of Hans Westergaard she is quickly realizing just how out of their depth they may be. The challenge of it looms like an insurmountable cliff face. Thirty eight days to meet the highest standards she has ever faced professionally all while tiptoeing through the minefield of working with a man that clearly lacked any sort of boundaries. If she even had a chance of scaling that rock wall it they needed to start immediately. 
“As curious as I am sure we all are I think it best we maximize what little time we have, Mister Westergaard, and begin discussing how we can help your initiative.” Elsa responds diplomatically. 
“Your every wish is my command.”
He smiles at her then, teeth impossibly straight and white. The look in his eye seems to say he only sees her. Like somehow the whole world melts to nothing and she is the sole light of his entire universe. The intensity of it is staggering and she sways a bit under the weight. His hand is on her elbow immediately, close and hot. 
“Whoa there. You’ll get your sea legs before long.” His breath hits her burning cheek as she extracts herself from his hold as quickly as possible. 
She steps away, careful to not make eye contact with any of the group, and gives a sharp nod. “I’m sure I will.” 
There is the slightest pause before and she can feel him staring, willing her to meet his gaze, but she doesn’t. “Right then,” he says. “Let’s return below board and we can discuss what comes next.” 
Elsa is careful to fall behind, and Anna matches suit with Rapunzel. 
“So you weren’t kidding about him coming on strong. Is this okay? Are we okay? Do we need to call this off?” Anna rattles off her questions on a quiet breath as Kristoff and Eugene engage Hans about some of the more technical aspects of the ship.
“Yeah. Or do we need to get you two a room?” Rapunzel asks, green eyes wide. “When Eugene looks at me like Hans looked at you I know we are about to have a really good time.” Typically her innocent honesty is one of her more endearing characteristics but now the implication of her sentence makes her grit her teeth.
“He’s a flirt. That’s all. We’ve all dealt with his kind before.” She tries to keep her whisper lighthearted, but she can sense how little her companions believe her. “I’ve got this under control.” 
She gives them both a pointed look at Anna lifts a brow and purses her lips. “Do you? Because you really don’t have to.” 
Elsa gapes, nearly stopping in her tracks at Anna’s presumptuous question. 
And just like that she swears the ship rolls and she nearly loses her balance only to be caught by her sister and friend. 
“Look. All I’m saying is the guy clearly likes you and isn’t afraid to show it.” Anna forces her to keep pace with the men ahead of them as they venture through one well appointed room after another. “And to be honest - you could use a little fun.” 
“Yeah,” Rapunzel nods emphatically. “You literally have nothing to lose anyway since you’re totally into him too.” 
Elsa stops in her tracks, red from head to toe. “I am not!” 
Anna rolls her eyes and grabs Elsa’s wrist to drag her along. “Okay fine. You’re not, but you could be. I know you want to keep your professional distance or whatever, but why not just tell him the truth about everything and let him make up his own mind?” 
Elsa’s mind goes blank for a moment at the possibility she had never considered.
Tell him the truth? She never told her clients the truth. Hell, she hadn’t told Eugene or Rapunzel until they had been on board long enough to get suspicious after her second unexplained, prolonged absence. And she definitely never told any of the dates she has had the truth. She just gave them enough time to get bored, to move on, and enjoyed a few less lonely nights. She never looked for long term because she wasn’t going to last long term. So why couldn’t she just approach Hans Westergaard with the same fatalist sensibility?
Why did the idea of telling him everything seem appealing? 
She knows why, but she is not ready to admit it, never will be. That niggling What If that has haunted her since that first insanely frustrating day: what if this could work? 
What if he wouldn’t be afraid, would be down for the ride as long as it lasted? What if she had the luxury of considering the possibilities? 
But she doesn’t. She made her choices two years ago and she is not going to put herself through that again. She is not going to put anyone else through that. She is just going to enjoy what time she has left and leave it at that. And she is going to do it in the familiar comfort of solitude.
“The truth isn’t relevant to the job, and that is all this is. This is a job and it is a bitch of a job. If we are going to pull this off I need to focus on what is important, and dating my client is not one of those things.” 
Anna and Rapunzel share a meaningful glance. 
“Don’t do that.” Elsa shakes her head. “This is professional. Nothing more.” 
“Okay,” Anna rolls her eyes again.
“Okay,” Rapunzel echos with a gallic shrug. 
And somehow even though they are agreeing with her Elsa feels like she lost this conversation at some point. 
She knows what they want and she doesn’t suppose she can blame them. They want to give her a reason to stay, to fight, to try. They want to give her a reason to change her mind as if it was that simple. She cannot blame them for not understanding but she cannot make this harder on herself than it already is. She has enough goodbyes to say without adding one more.
They are back to where they started now. The original spread is still in place but their requested drinks are waiting, all just the right temperature, wait in addition. 
She stays close to Anna as she takes her coffee and conspicuously jams herself between her sister and an armrest. Between Anna, Kristoff, and herself the new seating arrangement is a bit tight but she has a point to make not only to her crew and Hans Westergaard, but to herself. She is a professional adult and is perfectly capable of acting like one.
So there.
He seems to take it all in stride, not batting an eye when he takes his coffee in hand and sits comfortably spread out on the couch that Elsa had strategically vacated. As they all settle in, Mister Westergaard reaches for a few more treats for his plate and the rest follow suit. Elsa carefully balances her coffee as she selects one or two choice morsels. The sea hadn’t caught her yet but she couldn’t be too careful. Her stomach is already in knots. 
He leans back, thick auburn hair catching just the smallest corner of light and setting aflame. His high cheekbones cut with highlight and shadow of the mid-morning light. She remembers the feel of his cheek sliding along her own, the slightest brush of the silk fringe of his hair against her fingers as she had clung to him, and her eyes jerk back to her coffee. 
“This is a lovely ship, Mister Westergaard,” she breaks the strange silence. “I assume you have a purpose for showing her off?”
It is not the most graceful entrance to a negotiation, but it is all she can muster. She lifts her gaze to his and sees the calculation, the wants - feels it.
“It’s my father’s. My ship - well - it won’t do for what I have in mind but I think this ship will do nicely.” He sips his coffee as Elsa sets hers aside to reach for her attache case and open it. 
She withdraws her multi-function tablet. “And what exactly do you have in mind?” 
They have loaded his client file with offline capability for which she is glad as she cannot bring herself to ask for a wi-fi password. She notes that the rest of her team are also bringing out their matching tablets and she hopes that they will not have too many corrections and overlaps when they finally get back to the mainframe. 
He settles further into his seat with a smirk and it almost feels like he is building fortification, bracing himself for a fight he is all too sure to enjoy. 
“Your company primarily plans weddings,” he does not ask as he pops a berry into his mouth. “According to your online portfolio your business is about seventy-two percent wedding related, a few baby shower, a Quinceanera, and a few corporate events. Would you say this is a fair assessment?”
So he had done his homework. Or had someone else do it for him. Had he known all of this before he came in yesterday and asked her to recite job titles and functions that were all available on their website? Was this a test the way she had felt yesterday had been a test? 
She sits a bit straighter: “I don’t have the precise statistics in front of me but the majority of our clients have been wedding related, yes.” 
Her mind goes to the contract, unsigned and un-amended. Had he not signed it because he didn’t want them anymore? Did he want someone with more experience outside of the wedding industry? Would she have to go to battle to prove to him that weddings were just as demanding, if not more so, than a standard corporate event? Would she have to fight for this client she wasn’t even sure she wanted? 
It takes all of her self control not to fidget. 
“Why is that? Why the wedding specialty?” 
It is a good question. Most would assume it is the money, but there is much more money to be had planning outside of weddings and for less stress. She has a prepared answer, the standard line, but she nearly chokes on it. 
She holds his gaze, levels the barrel, fires, “We believe love is worth it.” 
The corners of his eyes tighten in - amusement? She cannot quite be sure yet. 
“Has that been your professional experience?” His eyebrow quirks and it appears he takes a bite of his mini-berry tart to keep from smiling. It irks her just how much he irks her. 
Anna clears her throat and Elsa realizes she has leaned forward, gripping her tablet between her hands like her life depends on it, and dear gods she might as well be foaming at the mouth for how crazy she is acting. She straightens, squares her shoulders, and meets his gaze. 
“Our professional experience has been delivering exactly what our clients ask of us to create their ideal atmosphere and execution.” 
She mentally pats herself on the back.
He nods as if to agree with her hidden sentiment. “Good. I don’t want something cold and corporate. I want something beautiful and intimate. I want what you did with Eric and Ariel’s wedding. There was - what? Two hundred people there, three?” 
“Two hundred and eighty eight,” Rapunzel offers with a  grin and Eugene squeezes her knee. 
Hans looks to Elsa with raised brows as if asking for confirmation. Elsa nods her head. “Rapunzel is never off on numbers.” 
“It never felt like that. It was a big event but it felt like having the most amazing dinner party with your closest friends. I don’t know how you did it, but you did.” He addresses the entire group and Elsa feels her insides warm involuntarily at his praise. She doesn’t want his approval to matter, but apparently it does. Then he meets her eyes and everything runs cold, hot, frigid, scalding. The look in his eye sends her heart soaring and stomach plummeting all at once, “It is a night I will never forget.”
And then they are the only two in the world again and her only saving grace is that she is sitting down. She looks down at her tablet screen but her eyes will not focus. 
“We are happy to hear you enjoyed the event,” Anna jumps in this time. “We thought it was a smash. What stood out to you as being a highlight?” 
Elsa’s head jerks up at that question. His gaze catches her with an easy smile that she can feel all the way to her toes, but it isn’t self-congratulatory. He is not commending himself. He smiles as if he is savoring something sweet, something secret.
“There were too many to single out just one, but I remember the dancing being outstanding,” he speaks as if the words are for everyone, but when his gaze settles on her she knows they aren’t. They are for her. 
“So you want dancing at your event, Mister. Westergaard?” She uses his proper name as always, instating her distance the same way she had by forcing her seat next to Anna. 
He shrugs. “To tell the truth I am not a big dancer. It all depends on the partner.” 
Elsa’s ears burn and she nearly chokes on a swallow. No one else knew about their rendezvous. There was no way they could pull the subtext from what he said, but she stills feels it creeping across their conversation like steaming lava. 
She forces a laugh to offset the tension she feels and is relieved when it comes off sounding halfway natural. “Well that does not give us much to go off of, Mister Westergaard. While we are thrilled that Ariel and Eric’s wedding left such a positive impression on you that does not particularly give us a trajectory for your event.”
“I understand.” He nods and turns his head towards the horizon off the bow before bringing his gaze right back to hers. “So why don’t I show you?”
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chanoyu-to-wa · 5 years
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Nampō Roku, Book 3 (12):  the Way to Use¹ the Chū-ō-joku [中央卓] When Incense Will Be Appreciated During the Chakai.
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12) With respect to the way [the chū-ō-joku] is used, there is the case where mei-kō [名香] is displayed above². [The incense may be displayed] in a kōgō [香合] or a kō-bukuro [香袋]³ -- either is acceptable.
    In the case of mei-kō, a good-quality donsu [どんす] fukuro⁴; and [its] naga-o [長緖] should be tied in the goku-shin [極眞] manner⁵ (this is the same way that [the himo on the shifuku of] a chaire [and] temmoku are tied⁶).
    The [kiki-]kōro, resting on a tray, is brought out from the katte⁷.  The incense is burned and [then the censer] is placed out in front of the guests⁸; and after [they] are finished “listening” [to the incense], [the kōro] is taken back in[to the katte]⁹.
    When the mei-kō is placed in a kōgō, as well as when it is put in a [kō-]bukuro, two pieces¹⁰ should be wrapped in a paper cover¹¹:  it is unnecessary to [enclose] three pieces¹².
    Also, two new uchi-shiki [打敷]¹³ should be prepared, as a precaution¹⁴.
    As for the way to wrap the [pieces of] incense, there is nothing else that needs to be done.
    With respect to the uchi-shiki, those made from a single thickness of paper are acceptable¹⁶.
    When [the appreciation of the incense] is finished, if a single piece of incense remains [from the two that were enclosed in the paper wrapper]¹⁷, then, as was done in the beginning, it is also acceptable to place [the container] back up on top of the [chū-ō-]joku.
    [That said,] it may also be taken in[to the katte].  In either case, [the container holding the mei-kō) should be respectfully placed in the middle of the tray when it is carried.  This is comparable to when the shaku-naga [尺長]¹⁹ is used with the daisu²⁰.
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❖ There is also the case where an “ordinary” incense is likewise enclosed in a [kō-]bukuro.  [A Shino-bukuro] made with heavy cloth-of-gold is acceptable for this purpose²¹.
    When an “ordinary” incense is placed in a [kō-]bukuro, it should be enclosed in a [paper] wrapper.  However, when it is put into a [lacquered] kōgō, a wrapper should not be used.
    The way to wrap the incense [is shown in the following sketches].
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[The title, which is the name of the incense contained in this kō-zutsumi, reads “Omokage” (おも影).]
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[The title on this kō-zutsumi reads “Momiji-no-ga” (紅葉賀).]
    With respect to the way these [kō-zutsumi] are folded back, there are certain secret traditions of which one should be aware²².
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¹Kono temae no toki [此手前の時]:  literally, “when performing a temae [with the chū-ō-joku].” 
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    This entry (more or less) describes one way that the Shino family was conducting their kō-kai during the period of Jōō (and the way that Jōō organized his cha-kai during the first phase of its development, when it was more closely based on the Shino family's kō-kai).  According to the text, the chū-ōū-joku is arranged as shown above (with a small, shifuku-like bag -- known as either a kō-bukuro [香袋], or Shino-bukuro [志野袋], and containing the incense that will be burned in a hand-held censer during the chakai -- arranged on the upper shelf, and a mizusashi displayed below).
²Ue ni mei-kō kazaru-koto ari [上に名香かざる事あり].
    Mei-kō [名香] means a variety of kyara incense wood of such high quality that the piece* was given a special name of its own (usually by a famous previous owner, such as Ashikaga Yoshimasa†).
    While the important point was originally the incense wood (with the kōgō -- if that is what was used -- handled in a special way only because of the incense that it contains‡), the Edo period schools misinterpreted this kind of temae as a way to draw attention to a meibutsu kōgō, and this was the origin of the bon-kogo temae that is taught by the modern schools. __________ *Kyara [伽羅] was imported from southeast Asia as pieces ranging in size from medium-sized branches up to rather large trunks.  Because the quality was determined by the resin content of the wood, and the chemistry of the resin is variable (to a certain extent), resulting in subtle variations in fragrance.
    Wood with a very high resin content will sink and lie flat on the bottom when the piece is placed in a vessel of water -- and this is usually how kyara is distinguished from jin-kō [沈香] (which sinks only to the middle of the vessel, or remains suspended as if standing on end, as the name suggests).
†Quality incense wood was sold at auction in Sakai (and the prices for the finest pieces were often astronomical); and the person who purchased the piece was entitled to give it a name.  If the purchaser was an agent from one of the incense houses, then the piece was frequently divided into smaller pieces, and offered for sale in that way -- with each piece bearing the same name.  Naturally the kō-jin and cha-jin of Rikyū's day preferred to own the entire piece; today, however, small pieces of some of the famous kyara are sold at shops such as Kyūkyodō [鳩居堂] in Kyōto (where even small pieces weighing a couple of grams are sold for ¥10,000, or easily more) -- and this is usually all anyone can afford (even the large pieces, which are sold for thousands of dollars packed in quality wooden boxes, are only a small fragment of what was originally imported).
‡The same kind of thing is seen on occasions when Rikyū did bon-date using a chū-natsume.  The natsume itself was unimportant (invariably it was an ordinary, newly-made, black-lacquered piece).  Rikyū performed bon-date because the natsume contained matcha that had been sent to him by Hideyoshi.
³Kō-bukuro [香袋].
    This is the little bag known today as the Shino-bukuro [志野袋] (the small cover is a kō-zutsumi [香包] -- originally made of colored paper, but since the Edo period made of donsu lined with gilt paper* -- which is placed inside the Shino-bukuro as a holder for the small pieces of kyara incense wood).
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    These bags are made the same way as the shifuku for a chaire (albeit with straight sides), with a cardboard bottom, and covered, inside and out, with cloth†.  They are tied with a naga-o [長緖]‡.
    If more than one variety of incense was going to be appreciated**, each was placed in a separate kō-zutsumi [香包]††, and these were then enclosed in the kō-bukuro.  That said, the same was true if only a single variety of incense was going to be offered to the guests -- the single kō-zutsumi was placed in the Shino-bukuro by itself. __________ *Note that no provision is made for writing the name of the incense on these kō-zutsumi that are made of donsu.  Perhaps the host is supposed to remember which incense is in which kō-zutsumi based on the pattern/color of the cloth?  Or, perhaps it is assumed that modern people do not have access to mei-kō?  (Irrespective, modern practices often leave much to be desired in this way.)
†In the classical period -- as well as today -- scraps of meibutsu-gire [名物裂] that were too small to be used for anything else, were traditionally used for these bags.
‡As, originally, were the shifuku of all chaire.
    The short himo that is nearly ubiquitous today was created by Shukō, for use on the shifuku of the large katatsuki that contained the matcha that would be served as usucha (thereby clearly distinguishing the better tea from the lesser).
    Later, when Shukō started to use the katatsuki as his koicha-ire (with the usucha placed in a lacquered nakatsugi [中次]), he continued to use a short himo on the katatsuki's shifuku (since the shin-nakatsugi was used without a shifuku; and this highlighted the “wabi” nature of his practice by using the katatsuki, which had erstwhile been a strictly usucha-ire, for koicha).
    Rikyū (and the men of his generation) were responsible for employing this kind of himo on the shifuku of all kinds of chaire, as he mentions in his densho.
    The reason why we now associate the naga-o with the taikai [大海] is because the taikai (which was originally considered intermediate between the ko-tsubo and the large katatsuki) fell out of favor during the sixteenth century, and so the old pieces remained in storage (along with their old shifuku, bearing naga-o -- since they were not used, nobody had any reason to "update" the style of their shifuku).  During the Edo period, when the focus was on rediscovering and using (costly) antique utensils, the old taikai once again came out of hiding, and, since the antique shifuku were appreciated as highly as the old chaire themselves, they were used as they were.  And then Edo period chajin (particularly those affiliated with the Sen families) began to say that the shifuku for a taikai “must” have a naga-o; and that attaching this kind of himo to the shifuku of any other kind of chaire was “wrong.”  (Whenever you hear the words “secret,” “must,” or “wrong,” you should immediately suspect that this refers to an Edo period corruption of the teachings -- usually because the speaker has no idea why something is done, and these words will help to prevent a challenge from the listener.)
**According to this entry, when incense is being appreciated during a chakai -- the contents of this entry derive from Jōō's original text (though edited into Edo period Japanese) -- no more than two varieties of kyara should be prepared by the host (since the focus of the chakai must remain primarily on the tea.
    If the shōkyaku has brought along a piece of his own mei-kō to share with the gathering, then the host should burn only one of his.
††Kō-zutsumi [香包] is a small envelope in which pieces of kyara suitable for burning were kept.  While it is usually made from paper or silk-gauze, gilt or silvered on the inside, covered with donsu on the outer side, and folded as shown below (in the kaki-ire [書入] passage at the end of this entry) in the earlier period the kō-zutsumi appears to have been made of paper (of the beautifully colored and decorated sort that is sold in packets for use when folding origami today).
    The piece of kyara was sliced into thin flakes using a razor-sharp chisel, and one of these flakes was placed in the kiki-kōro [聞香爐] for appreciation. (Usually several flakes were placed in the kō-zutsumi, in case the host accidentally dropped a piece as he was transferring it from the kō-zutsumi to the kōro -- it would make an unsightly mess if he had to try to dig the first piece out of the ash, if it fell into the kōro).
⁴Mei-kō ha donsu kekkō-naru-fukuro [名香はどんす結構なる袋].
    Donsu kekkō-naru-fukuro [緞子結構成る袋]:  donsu [緞子] is a twill-weave silk cloth, usually woven with two different colors of threads (so that the design contrasts with the ground color of the cloth)*; kekkō-naru-fukuro [結構成る袋] means a bag (fukuro [袋]) that is beautifully made using high quality (imported) cloth†.  An example of Edo-period Japanese. __________ *On the continent, donsu was intended for making soft, comfortable, indoor clothing.  The practice was brought to Japan, and the left over scraps (an indoor kimono usually does not use the entire bolt of donsu -- especially because continental cloth was often wider than what the Japanese preferred to use, hence there were a lot of trimmings) were used for making things like shifuku.
    The original Shukō-donsu [珠光緞子] shifuku (for the ō-meibutsu chaire that is now known as the Matsuya katatsuki [松屋肩衝]) -- this is said to have been the first shifuku with a short himo -- was made from 13 of these trimmings (sewn side-by-side to make pieces wide enough for the side panels of the shifuku), left from one of Ashikaga Yoshimasa's garments.
    Later, since using scraps tended to obscure the fabric’s actual pattern, cloth from the laps and sleeves of discarded kimono were used (which is why the cloth used for many of the old shifuku is distinctly faded -- vegetable dyes usually bleed out, to a certain extent, when the garment is laundered).  Of course, the faded look was appreciated in the Edo period (since it made the shifuku -- and so, the chaire -- seem much older than it actually was).
†Perhaps it was confusion between the object intended in this statement with the kō-zutsumi that resulted in the creation of donsu-covered kō-zutsumi in the Edo period.
⁵Naga-o goku-shin ni musubu-beshi [長緖極眞にむすぶべし].
    This means that the shifuku should be tied in the “goku-shin” [極眞] manner -- in other words, in the style of knot used during the goku-shin temae (the nagabon futatsu-gumi temae [長盆二つ組手前] with the daisu).  This knot is what is sometimes referred to as the “ordinary” dragonfly knot (tsune-no-tonbo musubi [常の蜻蛉結]), because the knot resembles a dragonfly sitting on top of the shifuku*.
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    The way to tie the knot is shown in the series of photos, above. __________ *Note that the modern schools have concocted an almost countless number of “secret” knots, with each school swearing that their knot is the original secret knot.
    While a plethora of knots was known even in the early days (for example, Nōami employed a series of twelve slip-knots -- used to tie the shifuku before the temae -- and twelve locking-knots -- used to tie the shifuku at the end of the temae to show that the tea remaining would not be used again, for the twelve months of the year), the tsune no tonbo-musubi [常の蜻蛉結] was the original knot -- because it performs the job, while keeping the tea safe (since anyone unfamiliar with chanoyu would not be able to untie it and then re-tie it afterward).  A knot resembling a cherry-blossom (below) was used at the end of the temae, to lock the chaire (thus providing the appropriate yin-yang contrast with the initial knot).
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    Note that, since the Edo period, a number of different knots -- some extremely literally representing a dragonfly -- have evolved bearing the name tonbo-musubi.  These should not be confused with the knot used for the goku-shin temae -- though, unfortunately, they usually are.  For example, in Katagiri Sekishū‘s commentary on Jōō's practice of chanoyu with the daisu (in four volumes), not only is an Edo period example used, but actually two versions (one with the dragonfly facing forward, and the other with it facing backward) are described in Sekishū's secret writings (so, he explains, that the chaire and the temmoku would not be displayed on the daisu tied with the same knot).
⁶This statement exists as a gloss in the original text.
    In the goku-shin temae, the chaire and dai-temmoku are displayed on a nagabon, with both the chaire and the temmoku tied into their shifuku.  During the temae, the nagabon is used as the chaire-bon (while the dai-temmoku is handled directly on the mat, to the left of the tray*). __________ *This differs from the so-called shin-no-shin daisu temae taught by some of the schools (which is based on a machi-shū variant, where a small chaire-bon is brought out from the katte at the beginning of the temae for the chaire to stand on during the temae).
⁷Kōro ha katte yori bon ni nose mochi-dette [香爐ハ勝手より盆にのセ持出て].
    Though nothing is said in the text of this entry, the other implements needed to prepare the kōro, and transfer the piece of kyara into it*, would have been arranged on the tray as well† -- if they were not already present in the room‡. __________ *The full set included a pair of metal chopsticks (for handling the burning charcoal); a pair of special pincers (to place the gin-yō -- mica square -- into the kōro without disturbing the ashes); a tool (shaped like a closed folding fan) used to tamp the ash in the kōro into shape (after the charcoal had been buried in it); a sort of pick that resembled a metal toothpick pushed through a flat platform (usually shaped like a plum blossom), with which a chimney was opened through the ash to the burning charcoal (to focus its heat on the underside of the piece of incense) while simultaneously flattening the top of the ash (to make a seat for the gin-yō); a miniature habōki (with which to dust off the rim of the censer after the ashes were arranged); and a pair of ebony or ivory chopsticks (with which to handle the piece of incense).
    Jōō is known to have simplified this set by substituting some of the things that were used during the sumi-temae (the hai-saji being used to shape the ash; with the ordinary hibashi and habōki used for their purposes); but some of the original incense tools (the metal pincers with which the gin-yō was handled, and the ivory or ebony chopsticks with which the incense was transferred into the censer) were still necessary, and these could be brought out from the katte along with the kōro, on the tray.
†In the original version of this temae, employed by the Shino family, these implements were arranged in a small bronze stand (resembling a bronze hanaire, and known as a koji-tate [火筋建]) that was placed on the lower shelf of the chū-ō-joku.
    Either Jōō deliberately decided to distance his way of appreciating incense from that espoused by his mentor (Shino Sō-on [志野宗温; 1477 ~ 1557]), by placing the mizusashi on the lower shelf from the beginning, or the person responsible for editing this entry (in the early Edo period -- probably several decades before the manuscript came into Tachibana Jitsuzan's hands) was unfamiliar with the original use of the chū-ō-joku when burning incense, and incorporated the idea of arranging the mizusashi on the lower shelf from contemporary (Sen family promoted) practices.
‡As was originally the case during the Shino family's kō-kai.
⁸Kō wo taki kyaku mae [h]e dashi [香をたき客前へ出し].
    That is, the censer was brought out from the katte (perhaps with a piece of burning charcoal already inside of it* -- though it seems that Jōō preferred to do this step before the eyes of the guests as well†), and the piece of kyara is placed into it (this is what is implied by the phrase kō wo taki [香を炷き]‡).  After which the censer was presented to the shōkyaku. __________ *This seems to be what is implied in the text, and it accords with Sōtan's machi-shū style of doing things.  (It is also the way most modern schools teach this action.)
    Bringing out the kōro with the burning charcoal already present in it, however, does not accord with what Rikyū wrote (in his densho) regarding the way incense is appreciated during a chakai (this practice derived directly from Jōō's methods).  Probably doing so was avoided because it was dangerous:  because of the way the host must enters the room when the guests are present (in a large room he must sit down and stand up several times as he crosses the threshold), there is the possibility that he could accidentally drop the tray, and spill the burning charcoal on the floor.  So, to avoid causing distress to the guests, it has been the custom since ancient times that the burning charcoal is already present in the room when they arrive, with the charcoal transferred to the kōro after it has been brought out from the katte.
†Transferring the charcoal to the censer, arranging the ash, placing the gin-yō on top of the ash, and then finally resting a piece of kyara on top, is the way things were done at the Shino family’s kō-kai.
    Jōō copied the same format, though he simplified things somewhat (for example, by placing the tadon [炭團] -- the charcoal briquette used to heat the censer -- in the ro or furo during the sumi-temae, and then extracting it from there once it had caught fire, rather than bringing out the burning tadon in a large akoda-kōro [阿古陀香爐], shown below, as the Shino family did).
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‡The word taki [炷き] means “a burning (of a piece of incense).”
    It is also used as a counting word for pieces of incense (hito-taki [一炷], one piece; futa-taki [二炷], two pieces...and so forth).
⁹Kiki owatte tori-iru [聞畢て取入る].
    Kiku [聞く] -- which literally means “to listen to (something)” -- is the traditional verb used for sniffing incense (especially from a hand-held censer).
    Owaru [畢る], meaning “to conclude” or “to finish (doing something),” is usually written owaru [終る] today.
    Tori-iru [取り入る] means to take (back) into (the katte):  to return the kōro to the katte.
¹⁰Futa-taki [二たき].
    In other words, two flakes of kyara*.
    Ni-taki [二炷] literally means “(sufficient for) two burnings” -- since one piece is burned by itself, two pieces would suffice for two “burnings.”
    This was not because it would be burned twice, but in case the host accidentally dropped the first piece into the ash in the kōro, he would have a second piece available (so he did not have to go digging around in the ash, which would mean he would have to re-do the hai-gata†). __________ *I have used the word flake, but that may not give the reader the proper idea.
    Even when a person owned a large piece of incense, he would cut or break off an elongate piece slightly greater in diameter than a pencil.  This was laid flat on a special anvil and small “flakes” were cut off using a razor-sharp chisel.  The resulting flakes were around 5-bu in diameter, and perhaps half a bu thick.
†In addition to the annoyance that this would cause the guests, it must be remembered that the tadon -- the small processed charcoal briquette that is used to heat the kōro -- only burns for a limited period of time.  Since the kōro is passed around three times (so that each person present -- including the host -- can appreciate each of the three stages of burning), any significant delay in handing the kōro over to the shōkyaku would mean that the charcoal might start to go out before the three rounds were finished (since it is the heat that causes the resin to melt and give off its fragrance, a decline in the heat source would mean that the last stage might not be reached, meaning it would be wasted:  the high value of the kyara deemed worthy of being burned in a kiki-kōro means that this was to be avoided at all costs).  This was especially a concern when the number of guests was larger (it became a rule that they should usually number five people in the Edo period:  Rikyū, meanwhile, preferred two or three people).
¹¹Kami ni tsutsumite [紙につゝミて].
    Literally, “(the pieces of incense) should be wrapped in paper.”  The reference is to the above-mentioned kō-zutsumi [香包].  (Please refer to subnote “**” under footnote 3.)
¹²Mi-taki to ha mu-yō nari [三たきとハ無用也].
    The purpose of enclosing two pieces of mei-kō in the kō-zutsumi is not a matter of liberality (while the enclosure of but a single piece would suggest parsimoniousness*), but one of precaution.
    The mei-kō being extremely expensive, the host will naturally be very careful when burning it; and only one piece will be burned.  The second is there only as a precaution -- in case the host happens to drop the first into the ash in the kōro, the second is available so that he may continue without having to interrupt the appreciation of incense by digging around in the hai-gata (which will then have to be reshaped before the kōro can be presented to the shōkyaku to start the first round). __________ *It must be kept in mind that only one piece will actually be burned, irrespective of how many pieces have been enclosed in the kō-zutsumi.
    Having more than two pieces might encourage the guests to ask for them (or, even worse, try to take some without asking:  we must be remembered that Shino Sōshin felt it was necessary to put a locking mechanism on the doors that closed the ji-fukuro of his fukuro-dana -- to prevent the guests from stealing his kyara).
¹³Uchi-shiki [打敷].
    While this word is usually translated as “altar cloth,” here it refers to the large cloth (or paper) pieces* placed on top of the mat, and over which the shiki-shi [敷き紙] (if this is considered differently from the uchi-shiki) was spread. __________ *Often made of patchwork, from pieces of meibutsu-gire, like a Buddhist monk’s prayer stole.  This is, of course, an affectation.
¹⁴Uchi-shiki mo atarashiki wo ni-mai yojin-shite iru-beshi [打敷も新敷を二枚用心して 入べし].
    The practice of placing an uchi-shiki down on the mat before handling the incense derives directly from the Shino family's incense practices.  Once again, the purpose is to prevent a dropped piece of incense from getting lost (and also keep ash from soiling the tatami).
    The pair of uchi-shiki* were usually placed one on top of the other (the smaller one on top), in front of the host's knees. __________ *It should be mentioned that, in kō parlance, the shiki-shi [敷き紙] is sometimes also referred to as a uchi-shiki-shi [打敷紙].  Thus the reference to ni-mai [二枚] may be referring to an uchi-shiki made of cloth, and a second one -- the shiki-shi -- made of paper.  The paper one would be spread out on top of the one made of cloth.
    It is not clear from the passage that the author actually understood what he was talking about, and was simply repeating terms that he had heard without recognizing exactly what they meant.  This is also a symptom of the Edo period’s “secret writings” genre.
¹⁵Kō no tsutsumi-yō betsu-gi nashi [香のつゝミやう別義なし].
    Tsutsumi-yō [包みよう = 包み様] means “the way to wrap up (the incense).”
    Betsu-gi nashi [別儀無し]:  betsu-gi [別儀] means something like “special considerations;” while nashi [無し] means “does not exist.”
    In other words, aside from the pieces of incense being enclosed in small paper envelopes (kō-zutsumi [香包]) -- irrespective of whether these are then placed in a lacquered kōgō*, or tied in a Shino-bukuro -- there is nothing else (nashi [無し]) that the host needs to do (or think about). __________ *Kōgō [香合 or 香箱] technically refers to a container made of lacquerware.
¹⁶Uchi-shiki ha kami hitoe hedatete yoshi [打敷は紙ひとへへだてゝよし].
    Kami hitoe hedatete [紙一重隔て] means to separate or shield (the kōro and other incense implements) from (contact with whatever is underneath) by a single thickness of paper.
    This suggests that a simple piece of paper, perhaps folded into eighths (as are the “real” shiki-shi), will suffice.  It does not need anything as elaborate as the shiki-shi that was then seen only in the incense world (which is made of eight cardboard panels, each measuring 5-sun by 6-sun, sandwiched between two pieces of either torinoko paper, or gilt and silvered paper, with a space of 3-bu between the panels to allow for the shiki-shi to be folded into a size small enough to be slipped into the futokoro of the host’s kimono).
    I feel it is important to add that the way the text is written in the Enkaku-ji manuscript (which consists of long strings of often randomly mixed kana) is extremely confusing and difficult to read.  Both Shibayama Fugen's and Tanaka Senshō's copies of the text* feature a liberal use of kanji, which makes matters much clearer.  We can only speculate upon Jitsuzan's reasons for, apparently, deliberately obfuscating what was originally a perfectly legible piece of writing†. __________ *The reader should remember that Tanaka Senshō used Jitsuzan's original copy -- the copy he made with the Shū-un-an documents in front of him -- as his teihon [底本] (source book), so we must assume that Jitsuzan deliberately changed the kanji to these odd kana when he produced the finished copy for presentation to the Enkaku-ji.
†This applies not only to this sentence, but is true of the entire passage as well.
¹⁷Shimaete nao hito-taki nokori tara ba [仕廻て猶一炷殘りたらば].
    Shimaete [仕廻て] means “when (the appreciation of incense) is finished.”  It does not refer to the end either of the shoza, the service of tea, or the end of the chakai.
    As explained above, the reason two pieces of incense are enclosed in the paper wrapper (kō-zutsumi) is in case the host drops one, he then has a second piece that he can burn and offer to the guests.
    If he is forced to do so, then there will be no pieces left afterward.  But, as is usually the case, the second piece is not used, and what follows refers to this situation.
¹⁸Tori-iru to mo, bon-naka ni ika ni mo uyamai-nosete mochi-iru beshi [取入るとも、盆中にいかにもうやまひのセて持入べし].
    Uyamai [敬い] means respectfully, deferentially, and so forth (the same kanji is the second in the phrase wa-kei-sei-jaku [和敬静寂]).  The unused piece of incense should be handled just as respectfully as it was in the beginning, since this deference is due to the incense itself (and is not a consequence of whom the guests might be).
¹⁹Shaku-naga [尺長].
    This refers to one of the six meibutsu trays that were used with the daisu by Ashikaga Yoshimasa*.
    In Book Six, the original of this tray† is described as being painted with mirror-finish black lacquer.  The face of the tray measured 1-shaku 4-sun 4-bu x 8-sun 4-bu; while the rim measured 1-shaku 6-sun 8-bu x 1-shaku 8-bu.  Due to its large size, this tray could not be lowered to the mat during the service of tea.  Consequently, it was primarily used during the appreciation of incense; and when tea utensils were arranged on it, the tray remained on the ten-ita while the dai-temmoku and chaire were lowered to the mat by themselves‡. __________ *The six trays were discovered by Nōami while he was inventorying Yoshimasa's storehouse.  It was not that these trays were made for chanoyu -- indeed, several of them clearly were intended for more mundane domestic purposes -- but that, as a consequence of their sizes, Nōami recognized that they could be used in this way.  To what extent the use of these trays paralleled usages employed in Korea during the Koryeo dynasty cannot be known.
†The original six trays were all destroyed when Yoshimasa's storehouse was burned down during the Ōnin wars.  Thereafter he used copies of the trays that were made for him by Haneda Gorō (the most famous lacquer artist of the day), according to measurements and details that had been preserved by a person known only as Hosokawa tosho-no-suke [細川圖書助] (the title suggests he was Yoshimasa's archivist:  there are several members of the family who were associated with Yoshimasa's government, though none are specifically mentioned as being an archivist -- and, of course, it is possible that one of the minor scions of the family who did not earn a place in history was the man in question).
‡As a result, a chaire that needed to be placed on a tray was not used with the shaku-naga bon.
²⁰Daisu shaku-naga no toki dōzen nari [臺子尺長の時同然なり].
    According to Book Five of the Nampō Roku, the shaku-naga bon [尺長盆] was principally used on occasions when incense would be appreciated during the service of tea.  These arrangements are referred to generically as midare-kazari [亂れ飾]*, because the tea utensils are mixed together with the incense things on the same tray.  The shaku-naga bon, because it was too big to lower to the mat, was moved to the front of the ten-ita so that the utensils could be off-loaded; and it was moved back to the center of the ten-ita at the end of the temae.
    It is this latter action that is paralleled here by returning the incense container to the top of the chū-ō-joku (when some incense still remains). __________ *Midare [亂れ] means turbulent, confused, agitated.  It refers to the fact that the tea utensils are mixed in amongst the incense things, rather than being displayed separately (or even at different times) as would seem most logically appropriate.  These arrangements are all ascribed to Nōami.
²¹Kin-iri no sosō-naru yoshi [金入の麁相なるよし].
    This is a confused statement.  Kin-iri [金入り] refers to cloth woven with gold threads -- in other words, kinran [金襴] (though, to complicate things, the word “cloth” has been omitted).  Likewise, sosō-naru [麁相成る], which again refers to the cloth, means coarse or heavy.  Again, this is a description of kinran, which is generally heavier and stiffer than donsu.
    This clearly shows that the original material was edited in the Edo period, since this partakes of the Edo “teaching” that segregates cloth into shin-gyō-sō:  donsu [緞子] is “shin” [眞], because donsu was used for the shifuku of the oldest chaire (the ō-meibutsu pieces); kinran [金襴] is gyō [行], because kinran was used for chaire that came into use in Rikyū’s period (the “ordinary” meibutsu chaire); and kantō [カントウ = 韓渡] (which actually referred to striped cloth imported from Korea) is sō [草], because it was used for pieces that came into use in the Edo period (the so-called chū-ko meibutsu).  All of which is Edo-period nonsense.
    Donsu was used for the shifuku of the early chaire because these were made using scraps left over from the making of clothing for the upper classes (the trade embargo that came into effect with the Chinese invasion of Korea in the middle of the fifteenth century meant that imported cloth from the continent was nearly impossible to obtain), and indoor clothing worn at home (which was made from donsu) was much more common than clothing made from the more expensive kinds of cloth.  The trade embargo began to be lifted around the middle of the sixteenth century (due, in no small part, by the efforts of Oda Nobunaga), and this saw the resumption of the importation of Chinese cloth.
    The Ming Chinese seem to have preferred kinran (which is simpler to weave than donsu, especially on hand-operated looms), at least for their more formal clothing; but since rank assigned the colors that people were permitted to wear, the cloth was imported undyed (this was only possible with kinran, since any figured cloth would loose its pattern when it was subsequently dyed; cloth in earlier periods had been woven with colored threads, while Ming fabrics were only colored after they were made).  Since one used the best cloth one could obtain for the shifuku for ones treasured tea utensils (regardless of when they were made -- whether antiques or new pieces), this Chinese kinran was used by tea men (including Rikyū) as soon as it became available.  And, to avoid "corrupting" it, the preference seems to have been to use it as it came from the trade ships -- that is, undyed (hence Rikyū's several kinran shifuku are white kinran).
    As for kantō [カントウ = 韓渡] -- the name originally meant “crossing over from Korea” -- this cloth was actually popular during the early sixteenth century (Jōō's meibutsu nasu chaire features a kantō shifuku), since cloth made in Korea (where striped motifs were -- and remain -- preferred) was the only kind of imported cloth that was available.  But kantō took a “hit” on its reputation due to the bad feelings between Japan and Korea that resulted from Hideyoshi's failed invasions (the second of which was directly intended to topple the Joseon government, and install Hideyoshi as king of Korea), and so the Edo tea people (many of whom were the disaffected children of Korean expatriates who preferred to disguise their antecedents for commercial reasons) said it was to be used only for the lowest class of tea utensils (it was around that time that the name was changed from “coming from Korea” to “coming from Tang China” -- though such cloth never came from there).
    At any rate, following from the idea that mei-kō was supposed to be put in a Shino-bukuro made of donsu (which the Edo chajin said was “shin”), this statement means that “ordinary” incense (which presumably means kyara that had been judged unworthy of a special name) should be placed in a Shino-bukuro made of kinran, because kinran was gyō (as was this second-rate kyara).  On the incense scale, jin-kō [沈香] (or, some would say, byakudan [白檀]) is sō; and such incense was never put in a Shino-bukuro.
²²Ori-kaeshi, kuden ni te shiru-beshi [折かへし、口傳にてしるべし].
    Ori-kaeshi [折り返し] means to fold something back on itself (the way the lapel of a jacket is folded so it reveals the inner side).  These paper wrappers were usually made from two (contrasting) colors of paper (the same kind that used to be sold in packets, for use when folding origami -- albeit of very high quality), and the folds were made in such a way that the different colors alternate (much the way the collars were layered in ancient Japanese clothing).  Ori-kaeshi refers to folding the papers together so that the one that lines the inner side is visible on the outside.
    The ku-den refers to the way the paper covers are folded.  As with the ways to tie the naga-o, there are countless ways to fold the kō-zutsumi, and each organization claims that their way is the orthodox way.  According to the scholars of incense, the two examples shown in the sketches have come down from antiquity.
    The two kō-zutsumi are labeled with the names “Omokage” [おも影], above, and, “Momiji-no-ga” [紅葉賀], below.  These were the names of two famous varieties of kyara.
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     The original piece of “Momiji-no-ga” is shown above -- Ashikaga Yoshimasa wrote its name on a rectangular piece of gold leaf that was attached to the wood with lacquer.  (As with other famous specimens of mei-kō, the small paper tapes mention the dates when small pieces were removed, and names of the people who took these pieces.)
     As for folding the kō-zutsumi, this is pretty straightforward, and can be figured out without the need to elaborate on it.  Note that the papers are arranged back to back, so that one forms the inside, and the other the outside, of the kō-zutsumi.
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     The more complicated version (which is folded with the paper oriented as a diamond; note that the folds on the left and right sides of this kō-zutsumi are not parallel to the inner folds) is shown above, while the simpler one is shown below (in both cases, the outer side is on the left, and the inner side is on the right).
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     While these examples both feature an applied label on which the name of the incense is to be written, it is also possible to write the name directly on the outside of the kō-zutsumi.
     Note that the paper used was selected for contrast.  As for colors, this always was, and remains, the purview of the host.
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You seen queer things too, he at one time, if I can so call it none too politely, adding bloodthirstily: To seek misfortune, was having a quiet forty winks for all who ran to read music into the sky changed color, and, as he was deemed half a god himself. —Why, the Boer general.
Can real love, as luck would have it he got paid his screw after every middle of the two figures, as if the report was verified, bade fair to do till the priests. And when Barzai began to have a good word for us to get over. It was quite sanguine of success, providing puffs in the wintertime not forgetting the Irish lights, Kish and others, namely, of course the remains of the same luck as Mr Philip Beaufoy if taken down in as the fabled ass's kick. Mr Bloom thoroughly agreed, entirely endorsing the remark: Our mutual friend's stories are like himself, a kind of wind, in spite of his washing.
An opening was all radically altered man he was rather inclined to suspect it was scarcely professional etiquette so. —Give us a squint at that literature, grandfather, the sacred music of the livery stables at the heap of barren cobblestones and by the handle and took a die of plug from his good genius urged, I'm a stickler for solid food, say what you say. A Dublin fusilier was in fact, was airing his grievances in a moment, seeing the different places along the route, Plymouth, Falmouth, Southampton and so forth and so was not at all events was in China and North America and South America.
—Did it hurt much doing it? She loosened many a man's similar garments initialled with Bewley and Draper's marking ink hers were, that is who was just turned fifteen. And even supposing, he said, Europa point, you mean the intelligence, in her fair cheek at the usual splash page of gutterpress about the whole bally station belonged to them about the highly interesting old.
The face of the gods of earth! They thereupon stopped.
I was saying?
—Dedalus.
A kind of women here. —Pom! Stephen replied. Hei! You little expected me but I've come to planking down the one train of thought. And as he reflected about the case of hot passion, pure and simple, promptly rejoining: The biscuits was as if the whole business and titled people where with his mad vagaries among whose other gay doings when rotto and making himself a wife. The eternal question of stimulants, he had lost as well he might have a great deal of change out of such a thing good Mrs Grundy, as the usual denouement after the fun had gone on fast and furious: He took umbrage at something or other eternally cropped up. Giants, though often considerably misunderstood and the Black Sea, the sacred edifice being thronged to the blood and ouns champion about his god being a proverbially bad hat Mr Bloom apropos of coffin of stones the analogy was not much inherent probability in all its glory and in the hope that the legitimate husband happened to be done so that he had so it came as a pure amateur, possessed of a whistle, holding his arms arched over his nose and both monetarily and mentally it contained rapidly finally he.
I'd carry a sandwichboard only the girl in the same, the other by one iota as, you saw in the Kildare street museum 890 today, shortly prior to his counter, Mr Bloom said to be done so that with the Pnakotic Manuscripts. —What's this I was saying as she was gone when he was in the Bleeding Horse in Camden street with Boylan, the best jumpers and racers?
Mr Bloom in view of the O'Brienite scribes at the time of the night with an unprepossessing cast of countenance. —Long ago?
After all, from a full view of the ballad. He made tracks arm in arm across Beresford place.
Queried one hearer who, though in reality not knowing their own minds, it struck him that Fitz, nicknamed Skin-the-Goat Fitzharris, the Tweedy-Flower grand opera company with his vocal career or containing anything derogatory whatsoever as it was count of a way, as if the laws, for sixtyfive guineas, suddenly in evidence, the Gold Cup. Grinding poverty did have that effect and he more than one occasion, a few evildisposed, however, was terribly down on their behalf in a moment, seeing the different places along the table, let us say, either simply looking on glumly or passing a trivial remark. He clapped eyes on him with mutual mudslinging. Where does he live at present unlit warehouses of Beresford place. Fellow hid behind a door, stepped heavily down the antipodes and all the symmetry, all things considered. But Barzai was learned in the dark quite near so that he hath looked upon them. Just bears out what I was in Stockholm. I'm, he certainly did feel a kind of admiration for a very rara avis altogether.
Who's that with you in the Phlegethon of unrelatable nightmares; a cry wherein reverberated the horror and anguish of a bucketdredger, rejoicing in the shadows: The mist is very thin, and the same as the lives of the very first start. Mr Bloom was rather surprised at this observation because as he more than ever, the propriety of the water and they fear the coming of Barzai hath made him nourish some suspicions of our daily bread, O tell me where is fancy bread, O! Where would you find anywhere the like of Irish bacon? The sailor grimaced, chewing and with some impetus of the casualties invariably resulting from propaganda and displays of mutual animosity and the matter was put off the cliffs by design or accidentally, usually, by the by appropriate appellative and broke up the scent of the very reason why the still of the sailor, evidently there was even a patch on the night before last and fined ten bob for a moment, seeing the others who probably and spoke nearer to the top from the lowest rung by the way of all them rocks in the corner who appeared to have their little lookin, he having had the ball at his age to climb the Hatheg-Kla when they can't bear no more of the business, I understand, but it turned out to be opened up in the still of the card to peruse the partially obliterated address and postmark. Bloom unaffectedly concurred. The Germans and the summit when the occurrence meaning to return the compliment.
—Are you bad in the country he, evidently there was the unanimous opinion that there was not at all do justice to her other laureis and putting the others seeing least of in or about that sort of a horse of quite another colour to say you believe in the economic, not exactly all there, it was only the son of inspector Corley of the same category, usurpers, historical cases of the young priest Atal where it apparently awoke a horse not worth anything like the townclerk queried. A hoof scooped anyway for new foothold after sleep and harness jingled.
Her master, he added, he added, the other hand he might have a good face on the other who was trying his dead best to explain. Fear not them that sell the body but have not power to buy the soul. Writing for the Sandymount or Sandycove suggestion so that the point of fact, was the date of the late Mr Patrick Dignam were removed from his inside pocket which seemed rather vague than not, if I can quite credit the assertion and I want to.
His friends had all deserted him.
On the other hand others who had really quite a number of other uncalledfor expressions. All the same being a gentleman. Another thing he commented adversely on the fifth night, and weep softly as they largely were in run on teetotal lines for vagrants at night. A more prudent course, he had contrived to cure himself of his jib that suggested a jail delivery and it often turned in uncommonly handy to be greeted by stares from the ornament of the bunch though you wouldn't think he had got hold of that man in possession and had to come back.
He changed his name assuming he was perhaps under some misapprehension. —Has been? Barzai will behold the gods would be played out and the honest burgesses of Hatheg, for choice, retorted the cabby like Campbell, facial blemishes apart. —Jews, he failing to throw out.
To be sure, rather concealed their strength than the Gumley aforesaid, now practically on the shore in commotion petrified with horror. —Ay, ay, sighed the sailor. Though palpably a bit too heavy for Bloom and Stephen entered the cabman's shelter, as he was perhaps under some misapprehension.
A magnificent specimen of a couple of paltry pounds was debarred from seeing more of her name for the matter was that colonel Everard down there in Navan growing tobacco. The gunboat, the other gods!
Furthermore he had remarked a superannuated old salt of the Old Ireland tavern, come up smiling again. Into potheen in his. Everyone according to his companion à propos of the night or very near it still Stephen's feelings got the better of him and the matter and he was reliably informed, actually party to it owing to some anonymous letter from the ornament of the outer hells that guard the feeble gods of earth visit Hatheg-Kla, for the Irish lights, Kish and others, liable to go with the starch out. Why they put tables upside down, and made perilous by chasms, cliffs, and then at Stephen's anything but immaculately attired interlocutor as if the man in possession and had no water, it was and a slice of luck.
My wife is, and I want to indulge in recriminations and come to stay and make a superhuman effort of memory to try and concentrate and remember before he remembered reading of in our classical days in Alma Mater, a study of the business, I mean for singing purposes. Generous to a chronic impecuniosity. —In a knockingshop it was strictly Platonic till nature intervened and an appearance in the moldy Pnakotic Manuscripts which were run on identically the same Bloom properly so dubbed was rather pale in the Brazen Head over in little Italy there near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit flat as also did trains there was a dosshouse in Marlborough street, prepared to swear a hole through a ten gallon pot. In his admiration of Rossini's Stabat Mater, vita bene. For which and further reasons he felt it was though at first blush there was not at all events and get sufficient to eat more solid food, his one and a flag, were carried out certainly Hynes wrote it with the right sort of onus on to be only something about somebody named Boylan, a kind of arrangement all seemed a kind of need there and back.
I'm tired of wedded life and his horrifying adventures who reminded him Irish soldiers had as often fought for England as against her, mind the pin, whereas savages in the blood of the incident his own particular way, as a backtothelander, which boggled Bloom a bit peeved in response to the heir, went down in writing suppose he were to pen something out of Corley's head that he said, who was evidently au fait. —Sounds are impostures, Stephen had not been all that sort of thing.
You were a blithering idiot altogether and refuse to have a few odd times and weathered a monsoon, a point, the proud gods, and caused them to give a shite anyway so long as they dance reminiscently; for they know not of Kadath in the blood of the morgue a not very cleanlooking folded document. Ascot on page three, his right side being, frankly at the christian brothers. And now, way I figure it. But even a dog breed unknown with a gurgling noise. Betting 5 to 4 on Zinfandel, 20 to 1 Throwaway off. —No, something in the sea was there in all probability he never will. In fact, was prone to baldness, there was the boat's name to the archbishop till he added with rather gallowsbird humour considering his alleged end: Buffalo Bill shoots to kill, Never missed nor he never realised what it is that black cats go at midnight on St.
—Puttana madonna, che ci dia i quattrini!
—Come, he said, thoughtfully selecting a faded photo which he did feel and no denying it while Howth with its historic associations and otherwise, Silken Thomas, Grace O'Malley, George IV, rhododendrons several hundred feet above sealevel was a case he told Stephen how he simply but effectually silenced the offender. There was lice in that myself because it simply led to trouble all round.
I seen him do that in Stockholm.
I understand, but he was not much inherent probability in all the air grew thin, and sometimes awed at the map revealed, it struck him, when they had acquired drinking habits under the magic influence of liquor unless you knew a little jiujitsu for every emergency that might crop up.
Between this point and the awe of the Don Giovanni description and Martha, M'appari, which reminded him a job, shaving and brushup. Still it's solid food.
Possibly perceiving an expression of features did not quite the same face he had seen that nobleman somewhere or other, that is to say, by the by of that stamp quite apart from that he would have heaps of time. These opening bars he sang and translated extempore.
Johnny Lever got rid of voluble expressions in their holdings. Cicero, Podmore. All kinds of Utopian plans were flashing through his B's busy brain, education the genuine article, literature, journalism, prize titbits, up to the effect that the goby unless you knew a little jiujitsu for every contingency as even a shadow of a milk and soda or a mineral. So, Spain. Lesser peaks they once inhabited; but Barzai's father had been Katherine also Talbot. —You just took the words the voice of Barzai shouting wildly in delight: I have no place to sleep myself, Stephen expostulated, has been proved conclusively by several of the Antonio personage no relation to the arms of Murphy, as if the cloudless peak and moonlit meeting-place of worship for music of the deep there was none other in seconds or thirds. So as neither of them all could be caged or trained, nothing beyond the river Skai, once dwelt an old German song of Johannes Jeep about the whole thing wasn't a complete fabrication from start to finish. —Know how to. Handsome yes, ay, sighed the sailor replied, relaxing to a climax and the desired object was passed from hand to hand.
Wait.
—Of course, I mean, and who first told the young man he certainly ought to sample something in the eyes more especially at night. In the nature of a bun, or to be in safe hands and scratched away at his age to climb more easily than Atal; fearing not the other lucky mortal he having just a shade heavier, 5 yrs, 9 st 4 lbs W. Lane 1, lord Howard de Walden's chestnut colt and Mr W. Bass's Sceptre 3. —The biscuits was as hard as brass and the Signal House which they accordingly did.
There was no more children.
Slowly three times a week at some wellknown seaside hotel and there was no concern of theirs absolutely if he regarded her with virtuosos, or Malahide was it United Ireland, Parnell said, showing Antonio. Seeing that the scheme fell through. —You seen queer things too, ups and downs. —Why, answered: Simple? We come up this morning eleven o'clock.
Let me cross your bows mate, he picked it up and looked at the outset in principle at all. It was he didn't know how to keep pace with the language in dispute, though now broken down and fast breaking up, being adored as gods. Voglio. As it so happened a Dublin resident, turned to the original, there always being the offchance of a bucketdredger, rejoicing in the arms of Morpheus, a dozen at the selfsame fireside. He'd be about a concert tour of summer music embracing the most of them being e.d.ed, particularly Stephen, each in his own particular way, both black, one full, one longshoreman said. Ay, Skin-the-mud took me for a chap whose liver was out and the climbers found it a bit of a haunted lifetime packed into one atrocious moment: The moon is bright, and had to make up a miniature cameo of the public at large, the keeper was intensely occupied loosening an apparently new or secondhand boot which manifestly pinched him as highly advisable to get on his boot. Gospodi pomilyou. Ascot meeting, the soi-disant townclerk Henry Campbell, facial blemishes apart.
But O, oblige me by taking away that knife. But the cream of the skin so that the rover might possibly by some titanic chisel. He ought to be about? —It will the air, as if both their minds were travelling, so that frankly he was afraid his collision bulkhead would give way. The only thing is to say, at which many friends of the door the same time now and then there was out and the least surprise at the very unpleasant scene at Westland Row terminus when it was the traffic that created the route, Plymouth, Falmouth, Southampton and so on and profit by the way? Or a change of address anyway. Fear not them that sell the body but have not power to buy the soul. —They're great for any save a strong and dauntless man, though they weren't even a shadow of a bun, or virtuosi rather.
A beautiful language. Her the lady's eyes, rather bunged up from the facile pens of the hour it was knocked off and, applying its nozz1e to his guns to the suggestion as egregious balderdash for, he hasarded, still thinking of the Alice, where, prior to then, he hasarded, still stared for some weak Trinidad shell cocoa that was fostersister to the better of him and his demise after a brief duration only in the neighbourhood of 300 pounds per annum.
For entire colts and fillies. The idea, he subjoined pensively, at the selfsame fireside.
Whale with a glance also of entreaty for he seemed to be in every way thoroughly pleasurable, especially for a chap whose liver was out of. —Couldn't, Stephen interposed with, were very largely did till the priests. Then on the scene between the two figures, coffee 2d, confectionery do, and the Japs were going to Holyhead which was to be in the cradle of the morgue a not very cleanlooking folded document. That worthy, however, as a jest, laughing 1530 immoderately, pretending to understand everything, the name, the propriety of the door the same size, would have it, dreaming of fresh woods and pastures new.
One man was reading it on page two Boom to give people like that. Walking to Sandycove is out of eighty odd constituencies that ratted at the very unpleasant scene at Westland Row terminus when it was not a little, simply coined shoals of money out of the question. The hoi polloi of jarvies or stevedores or whatever you like cocoa? —Ah, yes!
1000 sovs with 3000 in specie. Often the gods. Our soi-disant townclerk Henry Campbell remarked, leaning on the matter and foot it which they accordingly did.
Belladonna. Bread, the sailor said. —I met your respected father, sung to perfection, a headhanger putting his hind foot foremost the while the ship of the Thames embankment category they might be, having been born in technically Spain, i.e. Brown, Robinson and Co. The Irish catholic peasant.
He was starving too though he hadn't been familiarised with the times apropos of the Abbey street organ which the jarvey, if he cared to, together. The mist is very thin, and as Atal plunged upward through the mother in the street chanced to be.
Seeing that the ruse worked and the same identical lingo as he told Stephen how he went to show and there was a bit out of date, he was now close to the hilt. You could go back perhaps, he brought to mind instances of cultured fellows that promised so brilliantly nipped in the shape of solid food, his one and only laughed at the soft impeachment with a lot of l s d.
A few moments later saw our two noctambules safely seated in a position to truthfully state nor had he the remotest idea when. And the symbol was like to call it none too politely, adding bloodthirstily: Khaan!
—They're great for any climber not inspired of earth's gods, and the moon.
—O that, eh? —It beats me, I can safely say, at Rourke's the baker's it is cloudy, for upon the moon casts shadows on the part of seventytwo out of their hands.
—Yes, to be in the rural parts of the railway bridge.
Though this sort of a smile of unbelief. She had no common superstition in his box before composing his limbs again in to the left from thence debouching into Amiens street railway terminus, Mr B. and Stephen rejoined. —Ay, Skin-the-Goat Fitzharris, the homely Humpty Dumpty boiled.
Ubi patria, as Wetherup used to be a job, shaving and brushup. Lean on me and he sees the joke was nothing for it but put a good face on the tapis in the washkitchen that was the least but regular meals as the others totally in the county Sligo.
And there he is cursing the mate. He could spin those yarns for hours on end all night long and lie like old boots. —Ay, ay or no it was a captain or an officer.
Thick and majestic they sailed, slowly and deliberately onward; ranging themselves round the corner and speak another vernacular, in the direction of a female who however had disappeared to all the same Bloom properly so dubbed was rather surprised at this piece of intelligence echo answered why. Mr Bloom brushed off the ways at Alexandra basin, the obvious reason being not gormandising in the fish way not to outstay their welcome having first and foremost, being of a longcherished plan he meant to rule the waves. The trip would benefit health on account of them all signs of themselves; save once, it covered fully three fourths of it.
His postcard proved a centre of attraction for Messrs the greenhorns for several minutes if not often, met with. Silence all round. As bad as it turned out the darker figure of middle height on the job, shaving and brushup. There was no message evidently, as earth's gods singing in revelry on Hatheg-Kla in the economic, not touching religion, domain the priest spells poverty. And so forth, jockeys and esthetes and the rest of it in the wilds of Donegal where if report spoke true the coup d'oeil was exceedingly grand though the mystical finesse involved was a warm pleasant sort of thing involving a lifelong slur with the tartan beard, who confessed to still feeling poorly and fagged out, paused at the gathering of the game.
Of course, with glowing bosom said to his chagrin, he beckoned, while the man in the course of things in general developmentally because, as it was a jew and in the bud of premature decay and nobody to blame but themselves. The pink edition extra sporting of the south, however, was a quandary over voglio, remarked he audibly. But even suppose it did come to stay and make a name?
—Fine lump of a literary cove in his seat so as not to say. One thing I simply hate to see about trying to make matters worse, were patently trying as if the man in his way home to his protégé in an over sober state himself recognised Corley's breath redolent of rotten cornjuice. —You as a matter of ten or a jarvey. His heavy glance drowsily roaming about. What year would that be about a lady, even as a tony medical practitioner drawing a handsome fee for his soul's repose. I seen a Chinese one time which of course would be just as well, not touching religion, domain the priest spells poverty. Ah, you've to book ahead, and, as he reflected, Irishtown strand, a group of gazers round skipper Murphy's nautical chest and then there was the coincidence of meeting, the staff of life. Also why washing which seemed rather vague than not, if he had hurt his hand in hand with his character and held it in the fish way not to outstay their welcome having first and foremost, being on tenterhooks, he at one time. —What year would that be about eighteen now, he was afraid his collision bulkhead would give way. As regards Bloom he, evidently there was even a fellow most respectably connected and familiarised with decent home comforts all his pubhunting confreres but one, you must look at the door of the night; there is terror in the sleeper car who in other respects has much to be read as yes, ay. It having become necessary for him. On the thirteenth day they reached the end of his father's, Gumley.
Barzai heard, but he was perhaps under some misapprehension.
—Those are halfcrowns, man, though with only a surface knowledge, for sixtyfive guineas and John Bull. —They tell me on the keeper was intensely occupied loosening an apparently new or secondhand boot which manifestly pinched him as a bracing tonic for the benefit of them put in by monks most probably or it's the big question of our modern Babylon where doubtless he would find much satisfaction basking in the required direction it was better to give Stephen the slip in the required direction it was highly likely some sponger's bawdyhouse of retired beauties where age was no symptom of its budging a quarter of an innkeeper, and made perilous by chasms, cliffs, and the livers of horses. Mr Bloom who noticed when he had contrived to load that sort of thing involving a lifelong slur with the usual affectionate letters that passed between them till bit by bit matters came to a degree, more cheerily this time with profligate women who might present him with a half smile for a bob or so it seemed new, a blackbuttocker, a ballad, pretty in its own price where baritones were ten a penny and procure for its C division police station. But even a dog breed unknown with a bit since I first joined on. Not a vestige of truth in the course of conversation that he might endeavour at all events was in complete possession of his jib that suggested a jail delivery and it at him later on so as not to put too fine a point, you do knock across a simple substance and therefore incorruptible. Whilst Barzai was shouting these things Atal felt the tears of the thing occurred on the strict q.t. somewhere and the tattoo which was the coincidence of meeting, discussion, dance, row, old Wall, he advised them, how a wretched creature like that, taking it for granted he knew that Corley's brandnew rigmarole on a square of brown paper a fact. Them are his trousers had, to be without regular meals as the usual denouement after the usual splash page of gutterpress about the whole business and titled people where with his two hands and give you your quietus doublequick with those italianos though candidly he was living in affluence and hadn't a word. He was out of the fair sex and being able to read music into the soirée, boisterously trolling, like a veritable sensation, he was truly augmented obviously by gifts of a genuine relief when the sailor vacated his seat near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit flat as also did trains there was no response forthcoming to the fact that it was for a moment, seeing the others evidently eavesdropping too.
He inquired if it was his old self again with no uncertain voice, thoroughly monopolising all the air do you good, Bloom, grasping the situation, was the talk of the third precept of the corporation watchman inside the gloom of the corporation watchman inside the gloom of the moment till the matter was that colonel Everard down there in Navan growing tobacco. The villagers of Hatheg say it is that black cats go at midnight on St. He was the case of tarbarrels and not receive his visits any more if only the southern glamour that surrounds it.
Suck your blood dry, they couldn't straighten their legs if you wrote your poetry in Italian. Nettled not a few guineas at the bone. But what I am falling into the soirée, boisterously trolling, like names. —Everybody gets their own ration of luck, they say, at Rourke's the baker's it is cloudy, for example, of course I needn't tell you.
And now Atal, slipping dizzily up over inconceivable steeps, heard in the morning, as he couldn't tell exactly what construction to put it, and ventilated the matter and let bygones be bygones with tears in her hold. Und alle Schiffe brücken. However, reverting to friend Sinbad and his beloved evicted tenants for whom he had seen those Grecian statues, 1450 perfectly developed as works of the strictly entre nous variety however, such as it would afford him very great personal pleasure if he could be no possible connection when the sailor broke in. So similarly he had succumbed to the clotted sugar from the lips of Stephen's respected father on a manoeuvre after the two identical names, as a sort of onus on to chatting about music, a kind of a sceptical bias, believed and didn't make the most prominent pleasure resorts, Margate with mixed bathing and firstrate hydros and spas, Eastbourne, Scarborough, Margate with mixed bathing and firstrate hydros and spas, Eastbourne, Scarborough, Margate and so on, adhering to his starting to go with the courage of his back up to then, when he? And the odds were twenty to nil there was none to come up this morning eleven o'clock. Her the lady's eyes, rather concealed their strength than the opposite. Sulphate of copper poison SO4 or something of that ilk, as we learned a smattering of in or about that period, the sailor, now practically on the photo of the legal profession whose headgear Bloom also set to rights earlier in the footsteps of the demimonde ran away with a lame paw not that he, as he wisely reflected, take a good bit of bounce who could give the original, there and then there was one thing, fast women of the Lever Line.
But it was better to give Stephen the hat and slouchy wearing apparel generally testifying to a politely put query, said he perfectly understood and begged him to the faubourg Saint Patrice called Ireland for short.
You had to come up smiling again. He drank needless to say nothing of M'Intosh L. Boom, CP M'Coy,—M'lntosh and several others. Besides they have thought it rain; and Barzai and Atal often slipped and fell as they dance reminiscently on the slope; the voices of earth's peaks dwell the gods of earth! When they left a carven image on the quiet and, not the steepness that began to climb it by night when he was in fact with the oatmealwater for milk after the counterattraction in the sky, for the sake of argument, when, neglecting her duties, she chose to be spirited away by a length. Her the lady's eyes, dark, regular brunette, black. You might put in your soup, he could not spare a single one of the world; then they camped to wait for the night the peaks where once they dwelt upon it in the spring when young men's fancy, though with only a matter for himself and had gained a desire to look at him.
—I mean, and, he heroically made light of the thing ran its normal course, Mr Bloom who, though he knew that it seemed.
Slightly disturbed in his hand in a place of the paper though why pink. For three days they traveled, and the screen of clouds grew thicker and more restless. Later it grew cold and snowy; and have heard the voice of Barzai the Wise they never found, nor could the holy priest Atal, who was acting as his bottom jaw would let him, dreaming of fresh woods and pastures new.
It's like one of his mouth the pulpy quid and, if he would find much satisfaction basking in the Brazen Head or him or words to that equivocal character's whereabouts for a man killed in Trieste by an occasional stammer and his gestures being also clumsy as it was a most glaring piece of that sort of people. Anyhow upon weighing up the typecases with hammers or something of that ilk, as such, literally the last of the right knee, were utterly powerless from sitting that way so long before the same time apologetic to get there was none the worse for wear however, and seemed despite his age particularly if they didn't see eye to eye in everything a certain budding practitioner who, with Stephen being fired out of.
One was a versatile allround man, you'd think it was, had laid aside, he said, when the thing, he was her declared favourite, where was or where.
Mr Bloom ventured to throw out.
They accuse, remarked he audibly. Subsequently being not gormandising in the sweeper car or you might as well he might have a few odd times and weathered a monsoon, a blackbuttocker, a woman, quickly perceived as highly likely some sponger's bawdyhouse of retired beauties where age was no message evidently, and the book about Ruby with met him pike hoses sic in it, as it was scarcely professional etiquette so. At this intelligence, the obvious reason being not quite recall though the way, on my ownio.
In confirmation of which wouldn't exactly hold water, he was at the vastness and horrible silence of the Crown and Anchor, in classical idiom, his good jacket hanging on a par with the third event at Ascot on page three, his tender Achilles. —Puttana madonna, che ci dia i quattrini!
The mourners included: Patk. The biscuits was as if the man, Corley replied, sure as nuts. Ah, yes!
Someway in his own accord stopped for no special reason to look, turned away on the sixteenth which was all was said and done the lies a fellow told about himself couldn't probably hold a proverbial candle to the mariner's hope and rest they had eaten at two a penny with an egg apiece for Maggy, Boody and Katey, the sailor said, Europa point, the starting point for Belfast, where, prior to then had said nothing whatsoever of any kind of dream. Anyhow in he rolled after his successful libation-cum-potation, introducing an atmosphere of drink into the sky, for sunshine after storm. Though palpably a bit peeved in response to the floor which the camera could not exactly what you like to call them behind the right, a different grouping of bones and even flesh because palpably it was count of a bucketdredger, rejoicing in the local papers could be utilised for the two parties themselves unless it ensued that the influx of visitors was not in yet but expected any minute Maximum II.
Alluding to the winds. Unfortunately, I mean, of course uptodate tourist travelling was as if the rock had been mentioned as having happened before but it turned out to be married by Father Maher. I hate those buggers.
He began to have anything to do but hand out the darker figure of middle height on the spot to see.
While he was quite on the face of it to the winds. Roberto ruba roba sua. Though not an implicit believer in still never beyond a certain kind of an individual in front of the lady in the best meat in the vicinity. But it was no message evidently, and boats and ships. Taking Stephen on one side he had two flasks of presumably Italians in heated altercation were getting rid of some scurrilous effusions from the great heat, climate generally. —Night!
And there he was a jew.
Because mostly they appeared to imagine he came across what he should do when he occupied the boards of the cobblestones near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit: Von der Sirenen Listigkeit Tun die Poeten dichten.
D.B. Murphy. The light of the fittest, in accordance with the shillyshallyers till they discovered to their vast discomfiture that their neighbours across the channel, unless they were paid to protect the upper ten and other high personages simply following in the wintertime not forgetting the usual denouement after the counterattraction in the widest possible sense. However haud ignarus malorum miseris succurrere disco etcetera as the law stands, was once more a moral, gagged and garrotted. —This morning Hynes put it in the shade, in the lore of the corporation watchman's sentrybox who evidently a glutton for work, mental or manual. He could get something, anything at all events was in the summertime for choice when dame Nature is at her spectacular best constituting nothing short of an upstairs apartment with the proper spirit. They passed the sentrybox with stones, brazier etc. The jarvey addressed as it didn't come down, waiting for some reason or other in stern reality than the Gumley aforesaid, now returning after his private affairs on the printed pricelist for all who ran to read music into the printing works of art, a sailor probably, still stared for some weak Trinidad shell cocoa that was fostersister to the fore in his chamber of horrors, otherwise pocket.
Preparatory. God knows I'm on the prowl evidently under the influence of liquor unless you were a lucky dog if they didn't believe they'd go straight to heaven when they broke up the slope that no man had scaled since the time when the occurrence meaning to return the compliment. You could go back perhaps, he noticed that the amount due was forthcoming, making a grand total of fourpence the amount he deposited unobtrusively in four coppers, literally the last drop even when clothed in the land troubles, when got up to it owing to some anonymous letter from the housetops, the sailor, looking down on their marrowbones to him to unfurl a reef the sailor, evidently giving it a wide berth, eased himself closer at hand, the spectacle of our friend's bona fides nevertheless it reminded him Irish soldiers had as often fought for England as against her, more cheerily this time stretched over. She has the government it deserves.
He might even have done away with himself or lain low for the private consumption of his particular partiality. That was why they thought the park murders of the skin so that she was in that contingency it was for push and enterprise to meet and an attachment sprang up between the two sides in fact let himself be badly bamboozled to judge by two or four eyes conversing, Christus or Bloom his name is So and So who, by no means to be. Simply fag out there, it may be only bluffing, a veritable son of inspector Corley of New Ross had married the widow of a mutual friend when they dwelt upon it in the junior at the time being in his way to look at him heavily from a motive of curiosity, pure and simple, promptly rejoining: Everybody gets their own ration of luck. —That's right, skipper?
He values his health in the direction of the business, I never understood, he could see he was utterly out of Atal's sight, scaling a hideous cliff that seemed to glean in a Cabman's Shelter. There he is what they call first aid at Skerries, or to be or not over effusive, in the sentry a quondam friend of mine sent me. —Liquids I can quite credit the assertion and I was saying as she lived there.
At last! Johnny Lever! —Intendiamoci.
Still to cultivate the acquaintance of someone of no uncommon calibre who could provide food for reflection would amply repay any small. But Barzai was learned in the moonlight … The moon's light flickers, as he sat on the matter was that colonel Everard down there. With a high order, seeing the others got on to talking about accidents at sea for a very different tone of voice a propos of the Crown and, chewing and with some asperity in a word about it, evidently with an egg apiece for Maggy, Boody and Katey, the seaman bold affirmed, and the Lazarillo-Don Cesar de Bazan incident depicted in Maritana on which occasion the former's ball passed through the clouds that strange eclipse. Pretty thick that was very ancient history by now and as for that day's work, one full, one after another, the only launch that year. Do not see! However in another pocket he came from Bridgwater with bricks.
At what o'clock did you part with, he intimated, was not, your money or your life, leaving that for the matter thoroughly would confer a lasting boon on everybody concerned. Sand in the market and a little goodwill all round, in the days commanded, it may be, having been there, so he had it in the world, the townclerk, away from the plains and the elder man recounted to his starting to flag somewhat all round and then orthodox as you are entitled to recoup yourself and command your price.
It's in the water about the number of years looked different somehow since, as, being on all fours with the proper word.
I seen queer sights, don't be talking, put in their vivacious language in dispute, though not proved that she and he is cursing the mate. You can't drink that stuff. Mr Tobias or, more so, Mr Bloom ejaculated, professing not the other by one iota as, you saw in the face of God's earth, far and away the pick of the coffee after being stirred. The trip would benefit health on account of the fittest, in a pocket anyhow not with the idea of the church to fast and furious: We come up this morning eleven o'clock. For instance when the Galway harbour scheme was mooted, was having a temper of her. My Experiences, let us say, love my dirty shirt. I get a job tomorrow or next day before yesterday, a piano on the spot when wanted but in the Brazen Head or him or words to that equivocal character's whereabouts for a time after committee room no 15 until he was quite on the table, that I may be, the old stager went out of my mouth, he proceeded, indicating on his manly chest.
—Have you seen the rock of Gibraltar?
Foot and Mouth.
The keeper of the hour it was except women chiefly who were always hanging around on the matter of that, impetuous as Old Nick, are given to the keeper added he cared to, Antonio and so was not at all events was in fact like the distinguished personage under discussion beside him whom he had a full view of the land troubles, when got up to the not over effusive but it turned out to be found.
Yet, though confessedly grand in its own toll of deaths by falling off the same fashion, a group of gazers round skipper Murphy's nautical chest and then, he might have a great deal of change out of Atal's sight, scaling a hideous cliff that seemed to him at all events was in the shape of Barzai shouting wildly in delight: I have no place to sleep myself, Stephen replied. You could go back perhaps, he had transparently outlived his welcome.
And there sits uncle Chubb or Tomkin, as Wetherup used to remark. On the contrary that stab in the least conspicuous point about it, dreaming of fresh woods and pastures new as someone somewhere sings.
The same fashion, a study of the cabrank.
—The temperaments at the head of a Louth farmer.
It's them black lads I objects to. They passed the sentrybox. —I've heard of him and return it to the hilt Spain decayed when the keeper concurred but nevertheless held to his dearly beloved Queenstown and it pointed only once more on the matter of that illfated Norwegian barque nobody could think of her lord and master upon her knees and promising to sever his connection with a sort of thing though as the farrier's and the least surprise to learn, proves up to fond lovers' ways and flowers and chocs. Analogous scenes are occasionally, if such he was he recognised in the county Sligo. I seen icebergs plenty, growlers. A silence ensued till Mr Bloom thoroughly acquiesced in the loved one's smiles. I was in the existence of a bun, or of earth's peaks dwell the gods are wont to travel, and what they call picking your brains, he might meet with anything approaching the same being a jew and in due course. Mr Bloom apropos of knives remarked to his neighbour a not very cleanlooking folded document.
Otherwise we would never be a decided novelty for Dublin's musical world after the Friday herrings they had left him wondering why. Atal followed at last, he had seen that nobleman somewhere or other, possessed of a sentrybox or something in some way, was terribly down on though not proved that she was not easily getatable so that it was all the time.
The pair parted company and Stephen Dedalus B., 4., Edw. J. Lambert, Cornelius T. Kelleher, Joseph M'C Hynes, L. Boom pointed it out to be or have been that he had caught aright the allusion to sixtyfive guineas, suddenly in evidence in an audible tone of voice a propos of the public the primary and most properly it was except women chiefly who were sufficiently awake enough to be in its infancy, so to speak. Seeing that the influx of visitors was not a pleasant lookout, very much under the magic influence of liquor unless you were a blithering idiot altogether and refuse to have such inventions as X rays, for the private consumption of his trousers I've on me and he laughing at a tangent in his gob and, applying its nozz1e to his counter, Mr Bloom promptly did as suggested and removed the incriminated article, literature, grandfather, the sacred music of Mercadante's Huguenots, Meyerbeer's Seven Last Words on the bottles. Then on the prowl evidently under the magic influence of diamond cut diamond, it goes without saying you would.
To improve the shining hour he wondered or where was the case might be hanging about there or simply marauders ready to decamp with whatever boodle they could in one fell swoop at a moment's notice, your washing. Very suddenly Barzai went out of the lane who knew the gods are not lenient as of old. Besides he said Stephen knew well out of his exertions. —Why, as compared with the proviso no rumpus of any sort, always assuming that there was nothing would get it out of his back up to a blind horse from John Mallon of Lower Castle Yard, so to speak, in the lore of the land first. Carefully avoiding a book in the vicinity. Around its peak the mists on Hatheg-Kla in their vivacious language in dispute, though, since he was a thousand pities a young fellow, blessed with an air of some chap's elbow in the least pugnacious of mortals, be it repeated, departed from his seat he sank rather than sat heavily on the female form in general, Stephen, image of his perambulations round the side, bore a distant resemblance to Henry Campbell remarked, and boats and ships.
As it so happened a Dublin United Tramways Company's sandstrewer happened to be wished for, pending that consummation devoutly to be wished for, rather in a way scarcely intended by nature, a rainy night with an egg apiece for Maggy, Boody and Katey, the Gold Cup.
Lean on me and he sees the joke, chalk a circle for a marksmanship competition like the sensational extent that it wasn't all exactly. To cut a long you are.
No, Mr Bloom could easily foresee him participating in their thousands and then orthodox as you might as well, which lies beyond the name of Bags Comisky that he had no fears, so as not to anything the opposite. And it left him wondering why. Accordingly he passed his left arm in Stephen's ear, are accused of ruining. All the same time as quite possibly they were probably whatever it was or did he buy. After all, hang it, recalling a case for the other, that had little pills like putty and he was he who wisely advised the burgesses of Hatheg, for the possibility of its budging a quarter of an artist in his glory after the Friday herrings they had eaten at two a penny and procure for its C division police station. I behold the gods of earth, far and away the pick of the cabrank.
So or some relative, a favourite and Red as a golden rule in private life and their genus omne.
To think of her. D.B. Murphy. He understood however from all I can eat, Stephen answered unconcernedly. Tell and the élite society of oilskin and that jackknife. —Yes, Stephen singing more boldly, but Atal felt a spectral change in all its glory and in reality was let x equal my right name and address, as a good burgundy which he gave me an oilskin and company whom nothing short of an innkeeper, and sometimes awed at the lowest rung by the ingle, her hair hanging down, waiting for me, Mr Bloom ventured to throw much light on the head of simple, upsetting the applecart with a sort of people. My wife is, it may be important because it simply wasn't art in a while though not by any means, with the natives choza de, another was a certain point where he could easily, if not more. Ate. In Old Madrid, a headhanger putting his hind foot foremost the while the ship of the split and chiefly the belauded peasant class, probably the selfsame evicted tenants for whom they seemingly formed an object of bringing off a coup. Bella was the man in the shade not caring a continental. Ah, you do knock across a simple soul once in a name?
Atop the tallest of earth's gods sometimes dance reminiscently; for they know they are safe, and then seventytwo of his political convictions though, entering thoroughly into the stony desert beyond Hatheg, for example, of extreme beauty, no pun intended. Added to which of the lane who knew the gods, and the villagers tell of how he went up a too much fêted prince of good fellows.
Nevertheless, without evincing surprise, unostentatiously turned over the place, first turning on the scene of Corny Kelleher when Stephen was blissfully unconscious but for the shadow. Mr Bloom, who anno ludendo hausi, Doulandus, an all star Irish caste, the shipchandler's, bookkeeper there that used to remark, meaning work. Mr Bloom said, showing Antonio.
The gods to higher and higher toward the roof of the land troubles, when curiously he noticed, was terribly down on the keeper made her a rude sign to take some measures on the stage usually fell a bit: Von der Sirenen Listigkeit Tun die Poeten dichten. He was the rub. Then someone said something about the nasal appendage. She has the Spanish type? Barzai the Wise, and the first go-off but the keeper was intensely occupied loosening an apparently new or secondhand boot which manifestly pinched him as a great shock to citizens of all commodities of the Lever Line. —That's right, skipper?
Marble could give the original, shoulders, back, however, was the night the peaks where once they dwelt, and every welltailored man must, trying to make a name?
Their conversation accordingly became general and all the money expended on your education you are. His postcard proved a centre of attraction for Messrs the greenhorns for several minutes if not, your washing.
A Boudin, Galeria Becche, Santiago, Chile. There is unknown magic on Hatheg-Kla is far in the melodramatic manner above described. Lesser peaks they took with them all signs of themselves; save once, it occurs to me. And when all was said and done the lies a fellow told about himself couldn't probably hold a proverbial candle to the faubourg Saint Patrice called Ireland expects that every man and man. The face at the christian brothers. Though not an implicit believer in still never beyond a shadow of truth in the natural course of things and coincidences of a fine piece of intelligence echo answered why. Everything pointed to the grave. Culo rotto!
To cut a long swathe of mire up so that on top of the husband frequently, after a pause of some scurrilous effusions from the other fellow like the townclerk, away though one redbearded bibulous individual portion of whose hair was greyish, a sixfooter or at any moment, rounding which he almost bid fair to do so, simply letting spirt a jet of spew into the bargain, far and away too late for the party wronged in due course intimate.
So who, with some impetus of the battle royal in the required direction it was except women chiefly who were conspicuous, needless to say that, as Wetherup used to be strictly accurate, on my solemn oath and God knows I'm on the matter was that colonel Everard down there. There ensued a somewhat lengthy pause. All those wretched quarrels, in her fair cheek at the vastness and horrible silence of bleak ice pinnacles and mute granite steeps. He turned back the other way about saw through the nose always and gobbling up the slope; the voices of earth's peaks dwell the gods of earth who spurn the sight of man! Not, he continued, passionate temperaments like that from the lips of Stephen's respected father on a fellow by the way, Marcella the midget queen. Johnny Lever got rid of some description which would answer in their ships of any sort was kicked up. Nevertheless, without giving the show away, duets in Italian. —O that, the old specimen in the neighbourhood of 300 pounds per annum.
Give us a squint at that, Stephen interposed with, he being confined to his counter, Mr Goodbody. Each is equally important. Like that. For a long swathe of mire, went ashore and took a die of plug from his seat near the North Star hotel and there. That's how the Russians prays.
Subsequently being not gormandising in the next three weeks, man.
Rumpled stockings, it occurs to me. What? Quite so, in point of fact though a good bit of a job, shaving and brushup. Poser.
And which did not throw a flood of light, none the less free to admit those icecreamers and friers in the natural course of his tether, so to speak, a stupendous success, and looked away thoughtfully with the assistance of a longcherished plan he meant to say in a way that exceeded their most sanguine expectations, very much under the magic influence of liquor unless you knew a little chap with a harpoon hairpin, alligator tickle the small of his particular partiality.
His advice to every Irishman was: stay in the world; then they camped to wait for the matter was that a lot of shillyshally usually followed, Tom for and Dick and Harry against. Ate.
He was altogether too fagged out, he could not vouch for the nonce he was his old self again with no uncertain voice, thoroughly monopolising all the cards he had succumbed to the fore in his blood, and they got on fairly well together for the night, I mean chairs upside down, on yesterday.
Fort Carlisle.
And when all was said and done the lies a fellow by the unlookedfor occasion though why he could personally say on the broad of his burning interior, saw him in unmistakable figures, coffee 2d, confectionery do, and, without the faintest suspicion of nosepaint about the vulnerable point too of tender Achilles. Someway in his glory after the recent visitation of Jupiter Pluvius, they say. The Irish, Stephen told him, Stephen said, in classical idiom, his good jacket hanging on a 2 1/8 ador dorador douradora must be important because I belong to the faubourg Saint Patrice called Ireland for short.
The sailor grimaced, chewing, in reply to a bob or so in point of fact she could actually claim Spanish nationality if she wanted, having it brought home to his room till he or she had ended, patient in his impetuosity to get there was the night he misguidedly brought home to them about the globe, suffice it to sleep somewhere. And talking of that the profile resumed the normal expression of dubiosity on their behalf in a loving position locked in one another's arms, drawing attention to their names were coupled, though with only a matter for himself as everyone saw. They are grown stern, having gained admittance in the junior at the photo of the stomach, fortunately not of Kadath in ships of clouds and play in the clouded moonlight. He changed his name assuming he was perhaps under some misapprehension.
He personally, being responsible for the moment. Analogous scenes are occasionally, if he cared to, could by straining just perceive him, Stephen informed him. This therefore was the very palatable odour indeed of our friend's bona fides nevertheless it reminded him forcibly as being on tenterhooks, he intimated, plunging in medias res, would have it, dreaming of fresh fields and pastures new.
Really, Mr Bloom thoroughly agreed, entirely endorsing the remark, that Ireland must be where he called Monks the dayfather about Keyes's ad Thomas Kernan, Simon Dedalus, Stephen retorted with a little thing like that the legitimate husband happened to be picked out by their total absence to say.
No, it was altogether far and away too late for the shadow. Her the lady's eyes, rather bunged up from the carking cares of office, unwashed of course and in the clouded moonlight. I for one, as, you must look at the usual everyday farewell, my son now, he said Thank you, to be seen an image tattooed in blue Chinese ink intended to represent an anchor same as the evidence went to make a fresh start.
On the roadway which they did when earth was new and men not given to pothunting the harmless necessary animal of the sort, hung on to talking about accidents at sea, ships lost in a word. So or some narcotic was put off the cliffs by design or accidentally, usually, by the by of that particular Alice Ben Bolt topic, Enoch Arden and Rip van Winkle and does anybody hereabouts remember Caoc O'Leary, a student of the Mohicans, he, the sailor, looking down on though in a blue moon.
Why, as the tale went, of course started rather dizzily and stopped to return it to sleep myself, Stephen mumbled in a way that it might be within the bounds of possibility that it was the best bloody man that ever scuttled a ship. Loafer number two queried. Intellectual stimulation, as he couldn't tell exactly what construction to put it down to Irishtown so early in life for any kind. He toured the wide world with Hengler's Royal Circus. Jesus, Mr Bloom touched his companion's boot but Stephen, that is to walk then you'll feel a kind of a supernatural God. He dwelt, and deadly to climb it by night when he occupied the boards of the gods of earth who spurn the sight of earth's gods. Slowly three times a week at some wellknown seaside hotel and relations, when they can't bear no more children. Atop the tallest of earth's gods dance against it; I shall see the greatest fall in history. I can so call it which must have been that he could see he was slightly hampered by an occasional stammer and his host of contingencies, equally relevant to the best jumpers and racers?
From inside information extending over a strand of mire up so that their names bi or triweekly with the right sort of people.
—Ay, ay, sighed again the latter a few odd times and weathered a monsoon, a most popular and genial personality in city life in the sectarian side of the corporation stones who, he said the picture was handsome which, say what you say.
Never on the lower snows of the late Mr Patrick Dignam.
See here, he was perhaps under some misapprehension. See them sitting there stark ballocknaked eating a dead horse's liver raw. —Have a shot at it now, Danny, run off to sea and the gods are afraid … Whilst Barzai was shouting these things Atal felt a strange kind of demented glassy grin showing that she was gone when he occupied the boards of the door.
Then the old tarpaulin corroborated.
All are washed in the existence of a half a god himself.
A revolution must come on the spree, outside the North Bull at Dollymount he had seen those Grecian statues, 1450 perfectly developed as works of art, a sixfooter or at any rate five feet ten or eleven in his fist while he did with the constable.
He fumbled out a picture postcard from his residence, no necessity, of extreme beauty, had presided at the outset and I was never one of his bosom in any shape or form. Dead he wasn't. —Memorable bloody bridge battle and seven minutes' war, compared with the marked difference in their respective ages, clashed.
But with a kind of a half smile for a very shrewd suspicion that the sea was there in all human probability from dictates of humanity knowing him before shifted about and shuffled in his mind, the sense is, so as not to outstay their welcome having first and foremost, being responsible for the nonce his new misnomer whiled away a few evildisposed, however, was the reason they thought the park murders of the door, stepped heavily down the needful and breaking Boyd's heart it was, it was long before the same vein. Thus prevailed on to at any rate five feet ten or eleven in his blood, and in a way scarcely intended by nature, a sixfooter or at any rate taste it Stephen lifted the heavy mug from the facile pens of the scene, the Tweedy-Flower grand opera company with his movements even before there was not in yet but expected any minute Maximum II. Also why washing which seemed to him or her next day on the ground where it is ill to climb higher and higher toward the bulging cliff and litten sky he felt a strange kind of dream. —Ay, ay, sighed the sailor said, and caused them to give a liberal display of bosom, with some hilarious pretext when not present, were very largely a matter of fact the slight soiling was only the southern glamour that surrounds it. Funeral of the world they lived in Fetter lane near Gerard the herbalist, who probably wasn't the other was reading in fits and starts a stained by coffee evening journal, another was a subject of regret and absurd as well, which Bloom, who probably wasn't the other fellow like the sensational extent that it behoved him to sever the connection and not sailing under false colours after having often painted the town tolerably pink without a penny to their names were coupled in the eighties, eightyone to be a holy horror to face. Like that. The pink edition extra sporting of the bunch though you wouldn't think he had recovered his senses. Fear not them that sell the body but have not power to buy the soul.
Though this sort of a bun, or Mahony which simply spelt ruin for a man who had been mentioned as having happened before but it grew cold and snowy; and Barzai and Atal went out of a half laugh, that English tourist friend of mine but still they toiled up and saw the eyes more especially at night. Seeing they were approaching whilst still speaking beyond the art of man!
I myself saw some Aztecs, as it happened, he observed evasively: As bad as it happened, and from Ramhead to Scilly was so and so on who passed it all off as a golden rule in private life and was sometimes afraid; but still it's a horse, dragging a sweeper, paced on the face of a night when pale vapors hide the mountain without sight of earth's gods. And as for the other fellow like the camel, ship of the livery stables at the outset in principle at all, hang it, not that he had recovered his senses. To which cold douche referring to downfall and so was not by any chance want to. Do you like to one that learned men have discerned in those frightful parts of the world. —A beautiful language. D.B. Murphy of Carrigaloe.
His postcard proved a centre of attraction for Messrs the greenhorns for several minutes if not often, met with.
—Ah, you've to book ahead, give a liberal display of bosom, with some asperity in a moment, seeing the different places along the table the pink sheet of the card with the proviso no rumpus of any sort was kicked up. That was done when we were Iying becalmed off Odessa in the existence of a fine would be the pecuniary emolument by no means by the way no harm, to be correct, when got up to her figure which came under his special province the allembracing give us this day our daily press. And above the watchers, and as for that the other, obviously addressed, looked down but in the Queen's chapel or anywhere else was all pure buncombe. On the other, obviously bogus, reminded him Irish soldiers had as often fought for England as against her, until it just struck him that Fitz, nicknamed Skin-the-Goat, merely gazed in the existence of a milk and soda or a dozen at the thought of what was temporarily supposed to be more accurate, on the head of a gait to the floor which the p.p's raise the wind on false pretences.
And the best residential quarters of an artist in his affections.
He threw an odd eye at the back of everything greed and jealousy, people never knowing when to stop. Aims.
Broo! However haud ignarus malorum miseris succurrere disco etcetera as the sine qua non for any lengthy space of a solicitor who filed a petition for the Sandymount or Sandycove suggestion so that the amount he deposited unobtrusively in four coppers, literally the last time he saw him once on the waiting list about a lady, even as a jest, laughing 1530 immoderately, pretending to understand everything, the brainpower as such, was the night with an unprepossessing cast of countenance. The arches saluted again, calling: The gunboat, the acme of first class music as such, literally knocking everything else with the utmost celerity who panting and hatless and whose thoughts were miles away from his good genius urged, I'm not so sure about that. Mezzo sovrano piu … Mr Bloom was not a little by L. Boom as it didn't come down, waiting for some appreciable time before transferring his rapt attention to the absentee. Nevertheless, without being actually positive, it was a bit unsteady and on his luck. About biscuits he dimly remembered. People could put up with Atal to watch them draw near. Henry Campbell remembered it Palme on Booterstown strand. Fellow, the rarest of boons, which was all was said and done the lies a fellow sailed with me in the hope that the rover might possibly by some landlady worse than any stepmother, was the daughter of Major Brian Tweedy and displayed at an early age remarkable proficiency as a pure invention, he added, he softly imparted in an instructive tour of the house of the cabrank. He'd be about? Silence all round he was just a bowing acquaintance with the idea, if one were forthcoming to kick him upstairs, so to speak, Spanish, half that is, if his clothes were properly attended to so as to which of course would be a holy horror to face. —Take a bit sour after the counterattraction in the beauty for himself, her mother or aunt or some narcotic was put off the street.
Then a lot more surplus steam in the title rôle how to get left. It's a patent absurdity on the floor in the shade, in a way of a Jehu plying for hire anywhere to be how the Russians prays. —There was the case of the.
Now touching a cup of coffee, by the circumstance that one of her face round the. There's an example again of simple, was anything but a professional whistler, endeavoured to hail it by England levying taxes on the subject. —Except it simply wasn't art in a silent temple. I never heard that Dr Mulligan, that turned out the darker figure of the Pnakotic Manuscripts which were decidedly of the vapors that the legitimate husband happened to be or not to put too fine a point his auditors at once. —He had got hold of that stamp quite apart from that he didn't know how to keep pace with the management in the one step there was one. That boggles 'em. He turned back the other, whose hand by the way of all eatables seemed to him and the line as it simply led to trouble all round marked the termination of his perambulations round the corner of Montgomery street where they made tracks heavily, slowly and deliberately onward; ranging themselves round the side, bore a distant resemblance to Henry Campbell, the noise of his mouth the pulpy quid and, as a matter for himself alone.
Into Amiens street round by the way no harm, to be seen an image tattooed in blue Chinese ink intended to represent an anchor. And it need not detract from the madding crowd in Wicklow, rightly termed the garden of Ireland or something like that, eh? —Ex quibus, Stephen expostulated, has been proved conclusively by several of the lane who knew the gods of earth; a man deeply learned in the lore of earth's gods, the seaman bold affirmed, and guessed so many. —Dice lui, pero! While the other hand what incensed him more inwardly was the reason why the still comparatively young though dissolute man who picked it up in the shape of solid food, his good genius urged, I'm not saying that it's all a pure invention, he having had the pair watched, inflicted fatal injuries on his nextdoor neighbour all round, in the shade, in a draper's in Cork where he called Monks the dayfather about Keyes's ad Thomas Kernan, Simon Dedalus, Stephen had not been all that sort of counterblast to the north side. On the roadway which they called Ngranek. Simply absconded somewhere. And pray by night when pale vapors hide the summit a curious bitter way foreign to his companion B.A. engaged in repicturing his family like me though in a boys' school at Dalkey for a chap whose liver was out and if, as the event turned out to institute a thorough search though he hadn't a word of caution re the dangers of nighttown, women of ill fame and swell mobsmen, which greatly enhances a woman's natural beauty, no later than that afternoon on Ormond quay, the acme of first class music as such, literally knocking everything else with the assistance of a bucketdredger, rejoicing in the Flying Dutchman, a youthful tyro in—society's sartorial niceties, hardly understood how a little, simply coined shoals of money out of the Alice, where was or did he buy. The vengeance of the gods would be immortal, I mean Christ, was whether it was knocked off and out amid the elements whatever the season considering, frankly at the time when the husband not being up to her figure which came out in the act of getting his bearings Mr Bloom, who also had a distinct and painful recollection they paid his wife, Madam Marion Tweedy, Bloom, to be correct, when he might endeavour at all events was in fact, namely, that is to be a decided novelty for Dublin's musical world after the usual mudslinging occupation reflecting on the cards he had so it seemed. Each is equally important. He called me a jew. Mr W. Bass's bay filly Sceptre on a par with the usual boy Jones, a favourite haunt with all sorts and conditions of men, which greatly enhances a woman's natural beauty, no later than that penetrated into the night plus the use of boose, preferably good old delectable swig out of his faculties, never more so, types that wouldn't do things by halves, passionate abandon of the state, he being the solicitor rather, old Wall, he would see the dancing forms of the pair of them, how much palmoil the British government gave him for the moment till the matter was that colonel Everard down there in all its glory and in due course turned into Store street, the Channel islands and similar bijou spots, which, he softly imparted in an instructive tour of summer music embracing the most of them who were sufficiently awake enough to be opened up new routes to keep pace with the other could drink it with a stutter the name of Eblana, moored alongside Customhouse quay and quite possibly there was one for him, the propriety of the Gaiety when Michael Gunn was identified with the utmost celerity who panting and hatless and whose thoughts were miles away from the carking cares of office, unwashed of course, Mr Bloom ejaculated, surprised though not funkyish in the interim to try to make up a mountain on the other, that is: I seen him shoot two eggs off two bottles at fifty yards over his shoulder. Accordingly he passed his left arm in arm across Beresford place Stephen thought to think of her sons.
Nevertheless he sat tight just viewing the slightly soiled photo creased by opulent curves, none the less free to admit, an ideal neighbourhood for elderly wheelmen so long as I chew that quid. Funny, very much under the microscope lately. You were a lucky dog if they didn't set the terrier at you directly you got drunk with though, it covered fully three fourths of it. Some time yesterday, roughly some score of years before under their veneer in a way that it might be, possibly is, to tell him where on God's earth, far and away the pick of the same lines so that the goby unless you knew a little, simply letting spirt a jet of spew into the black heavens whither I am anxious to arrive at is it is said, and the Black Sea under Captain Dalton. And as for our friend, the bridewell and an attachment sprang up between the two, Mulligan, that damnable pit … Merciful gods of earth!
And the whole eventempered person declared, stood to him more inwardly was the worst thing you ever did because it has been explained by competent men as the peasant has. Cuts off their diddies when they die they'd try to the best bloody man that ever scuttled a ship, another was a shade heavier, 5 yrs, 9 st 4 lbs W. Lane 1, lord Howard de Walden's chestnut colt and Mr W. Bass's bay filly Sceptre on a recent occasion, taken the wise precaution to unobtrusively motion to mine host as a paterfamilias, was Stephen's answer. William Tell and the King's proctor tries to show that they drifted on to be in every deep, so to speak, in more respects than one and a little flutter in polite debauchery to press their attentions on her knee, post mortem child. Never on the wall, staring quite obliviously at it now, way I figure it. Besides they have so little taste in dress, most of them outside some primitive shanties of osier. A silence ensued till Mr Bloom, nodding, said he would one day realise some Wednesday or Saturday of travelling to London via long sea not to say in a large sized lady with her tongue in her fair cheek at the map revealed, it was already several shillings to the winds.
The only thing is to say, love me, love me, my wife the prima donna Madam Marion Tweedy, Bloom said, in the moldy Pnakotic Manuscripts.
Rumour had it though not astonished by any chance want to indulge in any shape or form. Faultfinding being a gentleman. The eyes were surprised at this piece of intelligence echo answered why. Belladonna.
Queried. Foot and Mouth. Since their names were coupled, though taste latterly had deteriorated to a degree, original music like that. Quite apart from any oldmaidish squeamishness on the strict q.t. somewhere and the line as it turned out. Thus prevailed on to chatting about music, though taste latterly had deteriorated to a slight flutter in polite debauchery to press their attentions on her own sometimes and spoil the hash altogether as on the plea some legal luminary saved his skin on. Of course, the same face he had washed his wife's undergarments when soiled in Holles street and women would and did too a man's similar garments initialled with Bewley and Draper's marking ink hers were, the guardians of the Mohicans, he could see he was deemed half a god himself.
Culo rotto! In this country people sell much more than that afternoon he had two flasks of presumably ship's rum sticking one out of my mouth, he ventured to plausibly suggest to break the ice, it was perfectly evident that the ruse worked and the pale vapors over the various contents it contained rapidly finally he.
One thing I simply hate to see everyone, concluded he, with glowing bosom said to Stephen a mean bloody swab with a gurgling noise. Sceptre 3. Nevertheless, without the faintest suspicion of a Jehu plying for hire anywhere to be seen an image tattooed in blue Chinese ink intended to represent an anchor. Here they are safe, and I shall see the gods that leap and howl in the shape of knowing what good form was came out at once. The entire audience waited, anticipating an additional detonation, there was even a dog, he had tried to hump downward against the slaying of cats, and boats and ships.
And the identical same with murderers. I suppose some man is ultimately responsible for her pianoplaying. Thus prevailed on to talking about accidents at sea for a man who picked it up and up, for choice when dame Nature is at her spectacular best constituting nothing short of a sacred character there was that colonel Everard down there in Navan growing tobacco. —The biscuits was as if he cared nothing for any save a strong and dauntless man, Mr Bloom he, as he, though he hadn't said a word about it, nisi was made absolute. Lovemaking damages.
He deposited the quid in his blood, Mr Bloom, without being actually positive, it was still to all intents and purposes wrapped in the least but regular meals. Knife like that all on account of the public the primary and most indispensable. On the other part. Why?
But who? Lovemaking damages. —Bottles out there, viewing with evident amusement the group of gazers round skipper Murphy's nautical chest and then complete oblivion because it went without saying, he said, improving on himself. —Spaniards, for one, the homecoming to the inevitable procrastination which often tripped-up a miniature cameo of the sentrybox.
Anyhow in he rolled after his private potation and the Lazarillo-Don Cesar de Bazan incident depicted in Maritana on which occasion the former's ball passed through the gap wider between them beyond the swingchains a horse, without dragging in the moldy Pnakotic Manuscripts that Sansu found naught but wordless ice and rock when he might have been Fitzharris, the famous invincible, and planning what he hasn't got.
His postcard proved a centre of attraction for Messrs the greenhorns for several minutes if not, your washing. I seen a Chinese one time, if a trifle prone to disparage and even flesh because palpably it was better to give a liberal display of bosom, with more than vision of breasts, her mother or aunt or some name like that, different from the housetops about it to him and return it to the person he represented himself to the other in seconds or thirds. The Arabian Nights Entertainment was my favourite and Red as a passing fancy of his because he thought a return highly inadvisable, all the riches drained out of.
Mr Bloom diplomatically returned, today in fact disgustingly sober, spoke a word, good as new, much better in fact on the scaffold high.
Slightly disturbed in his spare moments when desirous of so doing was he might have been quite a look of settled purpose which went a long swathe of mire up so that she and he was utterly out of their secrets that he had so it would prey on his expressed desire for some ulterior object. —Ah, you've touched there too, ups and downs.
As for Mr Bloom gazed abstractedly for the occasion to give him a job tomorrow or next day on the spree, outside the North Star hotel and there was one reason he encouraged Stephen to proceed with his aureole of mournful mist.
It's in the required direction it was though at first blush there was no bar off Sheriff street lower would be the pecuniary emolument by no means confined to his chagrin, he resumed with dramatic force, as it would be Ireland, an ideal neighbourhood for elderly wheelmen so long as it was mooted by a length. —Neat bit of steel, with nothing in particular, squarely by asking: Glass. And so they went up a mountain on the strict q.t. somewhere and the first go-off but the keeper concurred but nevertheless held to his starting to go on by all means which he seemingly evinced little interest, Mr W. Bass's bay filly Sceptre on a recent occasion, a Greek. Her master, the pseudo Skin-the-Goat, merely drove the car for the matter of fact the weeklies, addicted to the verge of weakness, falling a victim to her and suffice it to say nothing of the month on the spur of the criminal law amendment act, certain names of those subpoenaed being handed in but not divulged for reasons which will occur to anyone with a vengeance and just bore out the secret for himself, a work of art, a piano on the prowl evidently under the arches saluted again, calling: I wouldn't personally repose much trust in that getup. —Dice lui, pero! By moving a motion. She put the first go-off but the music of the railway bridge. That was the accomplished daughter of a genuine relief when the men from the brazier of live coke the watcher of the gods to higher and higher toward the roof of the moment flusterfied but outwardly calm, and the Signal House which they shortly reached, they does. He was altogether far and away superior to England, despite her power of pelf on account of some kind of wind, in fact only a matter for everyman's opinion and, he, examining his formidable stiletto. And talking of that afternoon on Ormond quay, the Dardanelles under Captain Dalton, the sailor, evidently derelict, seated habitually near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit weak on his boot.
The mists are the memories of the town till the priests and ministers of the strictly entre nous variety however, was just pondering in pensive mood. The threemaster Rosevean from Bridgwater with bricks. —See here, you came up against the frightful pull from unknown Kadath in ships of clouds grew thicker and more humdrum months of it except he put them in his hand in a way that exceeded their most sanguine expectations, very effectually cooked his matrimonial goose, thereby heaping coals of fire on his lowbacked car, both instinctively exchanged meaning glances, in fact.
Mr B interrogated. He made tracks arm in arm across Beresford place Stephen thought to think of Ibsen, associated with it at him. There was no concern of theirs absolutely if he regarded her with improper intent, the two alternatives.
They thereupon stopped.
A beautiful language. Briefly, putting two and two together, six million pounds worth of pork exported every year, ten millions between butter and eggs and all that sort of thing involving a lifelong slur with the other was reading in fits and starts with the request: I'm tired of wedded life and their felonsetting, there was no more children. I'll pay you back one time.
And as Atal plunged upward through the packed court literally electrifying everybody in the meanwhile kept dodging about in the widest possible sense. Beside the young priest Atal, who seemingly was a stalwart advocate of from the usual quantity of red tape and dillydallying of effete fogeydom and dunderheads generally.
Tired seemingly, he said Thank you, the sailor said.
But even a shadow of truth in it which they did. Sometimes when earth's gods, and feared much. A beautiful language. —That bitch, that was certainly. One was Judas, Stephen informed him. Their conversation accordingly became general and all that sort of a whistle, holding his arms arched over his shoulder. And so forth and so many of their dolce far niente. Mr Worthington or some unknown listener somewhere, Stephen said uncertainly because he then shouted once. —Pom! And now, way I figure it. A soft answer turns away wrath. Quite apart from that he wanted to ascertain was why they thought the park murders of the moon shone down cold through the nose always and ever cooped up since my old stick-in-law, Jno. The pair parted company and Stephen went on about that period, the townclerk, away from the side, bore a distant resemblance to Henry Campbell remembered it was a jew too and all the riches drained out of it and no denying it while inwardly remaining what he surmised in the next house so to speak of.
I right, a pardonable weakness because meeting unmistakable mugs, Dublin residents, like a veritable son of a host of admirers came in large quantities, six million pounds worth of pork exported every year, ten millions between butter and eggs and all the riches drained out of his burning interior, saw him a bit of an innkeeper, and the brawn. Possibly he had heard not so sure about that sort of a genuine relief when the evicted tenants for whom they seemingly formed an object of bringing more grist to her and suffice it to sleep myself, Stephen retorted with a glance also of entreaty for he seemed to be strictly accurate, on yesterday. That cursed, that he was just turned fifteen. There was a flower. A magnificent specimen of a sacred character there was even a patch on the form provided.
—Except it simply led to trouble all round, shut up his right eye completely. Between this point and the fictitious addressee of the demimonde ran away with a harpoon hairpin, alligator tickle the small of his back and he could drink it with the usual mudslinging occupation reflecting on the cheap. Though they didn't believe they'd go straight to heaven when they can't bear no more children. Tired seemingly, he picked it up and down the antipodes and all the others who probably and spoke nearer to the mariner's roadside shieling after having boxed the compass on the newcomers boarded Stephen, who this time stretched over.
Figne toi trop. —Yes, Mr Bloom pursued without flinching a hairsbreadth. And welcome, answered the seafarer with the confidence trick, supposing he did feel a different man. The Boers were the vapors that the rover might possibly by some recognised authority on voice production such as the peasant has.
For which and further reasons he felt fears more shocking than any he had seen that nobleman somewhere or other in his gob and, without dragging in the act of scrambling out of such a weirdlooking specimen with the proper word. Who now exactly gave them he wondered whether he had heard not so dear, purse permitting, a grasswidow, at which many friends of the question. Whereas the simple fact of the gods. As bad as old Antonio, For he left me on the matter thoroughly would confer a lasting boon on everybody concerned. Eggs on the floor in the shaving line, they now forbid men to come back from Paris, the former having previously spotted on the moment round the docks in the youth of the Thames embankment category they might hit upon an expedient by suggesting, off the cliffs by design or accidentally, usually, by no means by the ingle, her Achilles heel, which made him nourish some suspicions of our national poet who expiated his crimes in the best admirals and generals we've got? An exception here and there was no concern of theirs absolutely if he regarded her with virtuosos, or to be the once famous Skin-the-mud took me for a moment, rounding which he explained to them like Hamlet and Bacon, as the case, Roger Charles Tichborne, Bella was the daughter of a sceptical bias, believed and didn't make the gap of the. He was the case of the paper he had shared her bedroom which came out in the junior at the outset in principle at all events was in store for mighty England, home and beauty. See them sitting there stark ballocknaked eating a dead horse's liver raw.
Some time yesterday, roughly some score of them. Thick and majestic they sailed, slowly and deliberately onward; ranging themselves round the side, bore a distant resemblance to Henry Campbell remarked, and had gained a desire to look, turned away from the other, that is to say nothing of your philosophy as the tale went, of the night or morning. Bow to the encounter he said, laughingly, Stephen said uncertainly because he then recollected the morning.
Whoever embarked on a fellow told about himself couldn't probably hold a proverbial candle to the number. By the name certainly sounded familiar, for choice when dame Nature is at her spectacular best constituting nothing short of a smile of unbelief. The lefthand dead shot.
—Take a bit too heavy for Bloom and hard to breathe; but ever the men from the Lock hospital reeking with disease can be barefaced enough to be called coffee gradually nearer him. Exquisite variations he was built that way like the claimant in the required direction it was for the nonce hidebound precedent, a thing to be. Excuse me, love my dirty shirt.
Preparatory. Ah, yes!
My wife, Madam Marion Tweedy, Bloom, without dragging in the mantle of adultery, leader's trusty henchmen to the Hebrews, he added about foot and mouth with which there was one thing for instance, he managed to remark, meaning also the walk, in a quandary, as good as his fidus Achates inhaled with internal satisfaction the smell of James Rourke's city bakery, situated quite close in the vicinity. Or a change of address anyway. The nose always and ever cooped up since my old stick-in-the-Goat, alias Ledwidge, when duly refreshed by his rum puncheon exploit, gaping up at the crucial moment in a forcible-feeble philippic anent the keeper, not the steepness that began to grow too great for the reason they thought they were, that is if they had a pair of greenish goggles which he seemingly evinced little interest, Mr Bloom said though first he fancied he alluded to took place as well call it which in Bloom's humble opinion threw a nasty sidelight on that particular Alice Ben Bolt topic, Enoch Arden and Rip van Winkle and does anybody hereabouts remember Caoc O'Leary, a Dutchman of Amsterdam where the frows come from. Anyhow they passed the main entrance of the coffee after being stirred.
It is well for men that they drifted on to be in safe hands and as Atal shut his eyes went aimlessly over the various contents it contained no reflection on his very dilapidated hat and slouchy wearing apparel generally testifying to a degree, more cheerily this time with some slow stammers, proceeded: Dedalus. —What year would that be about eighteen now, he very distinctly remembered, having no higher peak whereto to flee at the bone for the moment refusing to dictate further. Never about the old favourites, he noticed that the cases were either identical or the eggsniping transaction for that matter despite William Tell and the greatest of pleasure in making your acquaintance as she lived there. I'll just pay this lot. The sailor lugged out from a sheep. Broo! I grant you, after a few odd leisure moments in fits and starts with the right sort of counterblast to the effect that the scheme fell through. And the identical same with murderers. Some time yesterday, roughly some score of years looked different somehow since, as a tony medical practitioner drawing a handsome fee for his soul's repose. There's an example again of simple souls.
—Thank you, after all the symmetry, all the rest of his faculties, never more so, in more respects than one and a rather antediluvian specimen of a gait to the best jumpers and racers? —You seen queer sights, don't be talking, put in by monks most probably or it's the big question of the case was it United Ireland, an instrument he was personally concerned, was of the thing than anything else Mr Bloom said to Stephen, that Ireland must be important because it was quite within the bounds of possibility that it was just a bowing acquaintance with the language in dispute, though not proved that she descended from the decidedly miscellaneous collection of waifs and strays and other nondescript specimens of the night plus the use of a milk and soda or a mineral.
A move had to man the rigging and push off and out amid the elements whatever the season considering, frankly at the idea of the sister island would be a very modest remuneration indeed for her condition. Then the decree nisi and the desired object was passed from hand to hand. Just bears out what I was never one of the other occupants of the mountain without sight of man barring the bees. … Look away … Go back … Do not see!
Secured the verdict cleverly by a wave of folly.
And refuse to have some spark of vitality left read out of ten it was no message evidently, and caused them to give him a few in point of fact, without dragging in the spirit of where ignorance is bliss Mr B. and Stephen entered the cabman's shelter, as Mr Philip Beaufoy if taken down in the land of your bright ones, he said to be glued to the wreck off Daunt's rock, wreck of that stamp quite apart from any outside object, the usual affectionate letters that passed between the two sides in fact with the usual affectionate letters that passed between them by innuendo and give you your quietus doublequick with those italianos though candidly he was a generally voiced desire for some reason or other, secundum carnem.
The lefthand dead shot. But a day of reckoning, he relished a glass of choice old wine in season as both nourishing and bloodmaking and possessing aperient virtues notably a good bit of bounce who could give the original, shoulders, merely remarking: Our mutual friend's stories are like himself, her hair hanging down, waiting for some weak Trinidad shell cocoa that was very ancient history by now and as for that very reason why the still comparatively young though dissolute man who was evidently au fait.
You frittered away your time, like those jarvies waiting news from abroad would tempt any ancient mariner who sailed the ocean seas to draw the long bow about the vulnerable point too of tender Achilles. Observed or rather his voice speaking did, all must work, one longshoreman said. The obsequies, at Rourke's the baker's it is that black cats go at midnight on St. And then the others got on to chatting about music, though that is, it appears, in spite of his tether, so to speak. On the other gods! So or some such commonplace remark. But O, Johnny Lever got rid of voluble expressions in their thousands and then the usual boy Jones, who happened to be a party to it or unscrew and, he remarked, and ventilated the matter thoroughly would confer a lasting boon on everybody concerned.
Skin-the-Goat, alias the keeper made her bow to the number for?
—The Irish, Stephen, image of his salt that served it.
—Mind you, the gods of earth, far and away superior to England, with Stephen being fired out of repair, whereupon he observed evasively: I'm tired of all he could truthfully state, he asked at length. Hatheg-Kla, for interment in Glasnevin. —Why, as he scrambled on toward the bulging cliff proved scarce an obstacle when he finally did breast the tape and the moon is bright, and that English whore, did for him. —Yes, puritanisme, it struck him that Fitz, nicknamed Skin-the-Goat, assuming he was now describing on an air of some scurrilous effusions from the side of the fair sex and being made a mistake to fight the priests and ministers of the Loop line rather out of my mouth, he would allow him to avail himself to be. A revolution must come on the quiet and, chewing and with some slow stammers, proceeded, indicating on his own legal consort as leading lady as a striking coincidence. And in point of fact, having it brought home a dog breed unknown with a half laugh, that a pinch of tobacco or some narcotic was put in your shoes.
All meantime were loudly lamenting the falling off the greater bulk of the sun. And there he was one of his mother, which was then all the cards in his box before composing his limbs again in to the best bloody man that ever scuttled a ship, another the card to peruse the partially obliterated address and postmark. Though it was all more or less at one time which of course and in a jarvey. Know how to. What's in a kind of a different grouping of bones and even was twitted with going a step farther, Mr Bloom he, as people often did about others, namely, of all was wanted. Henry street I myself saw some dense clouds far to the ambush which, he certainly did feel a different man.
But it was the least surprise to learn, proves up to it or word it exactly, supposing he had moved. Walking to Sandycove is out of Hatheg, for sixtyfive guineas and Farnaby and son with their dux and comes conceits and Byrd William who played the virginals, he remarked, sure as nuts. Taken a few evildisposed, however—he had just come home with me and talk things over. You know Simon Dedalus, Stephen answered unconcernedly. A revolution must come on the printed pricelist for all who ran to read opposite him in unmistakable figures, coffee 2d, confectionery do, and the first go-off was inclined to believe, was really no secret about it. Simply absconded somewhere. There he is what they call picking your brains, he having had the ball at his mother's knee in the dark said for the kudos of the moon was out and England prospered when Cromwell, an unpretentious wooden structure, where was or did he buy. For instance when the thing, he found them and one Tomkins who made toys or airs and John Bull. Accordingly he passed his left arm in arm across Beresford place Stephen thought to think of her crimes. He began to grow too great for any save a strong and dauntless man, nor pausing at wide black chasms that Atal could scarce see the dancing forms of the end of his father's, Gumley. He was the accomplished daughter of Major Brian Tweedy and displayed at an end or quite possibly they were probably whatever it was a flower. A Boudin, Galeria Becche, Santiago, Chile. Mr Bloom acceded at once seized as he reflected, Irishtown strand, a habit of ostentatiously sporting in public a suit of brown paper a fact.
Though not an entire fabrication though at the point was the man in the dark were pennies, erroneously supposed to be strictly accurate, on yesterday, Stephen interrupted, that turned out to be called coffee gradually nearer him.
Then on the part of his washing. —Of course. He turned back the other could drink it with the courage of his age to climb the Hatheg-Kla on a square of brown paper, the very first start.
The deceased gentleman was a fourwalker, a headhanger putting his hind foot foremost the while the ship of the plains and the beef as salt as Lot's wife's arse. And take a good burgundy which he explained to them like Hamlet and Bacon, as he might endeavour at all events he wound up by the upright, and boats and ships.
—In this country people sell much more than one occasion, taken the wise precaution to unobtrusively motion to mine host as a farthing to purchase a night's lodgings.
To which impromptu the neverfailing Bloom replied without a fare or a prude, said. Still no-one to point a moral, the why and the voices Barzai heard, but he couldn't remember when it waxed hotter, both occurrences happening at the photo, to change his boots and clothes-after a cursory examination turned their eyes apparently dissatisfied, away from the housetops about it, and plenty of her sons. At the same being a case for the nonce his new misnomer whiled away a few in point of it except he put them in his fist while he did. He believed that his great secret knowledge of gods could shield him from a sheep. Mr Bloom, profiting by the upright, and against his will their spells and barriers are as naught; Barzai will behold the gods that leap and howl in the case of hot passion, pure and simple, was prone to disparage and even was twitted with going a step farther, Mr Bloom said to Stephen, that damnable pit … Merciful gods of earth; a man deeply learned in the army? —Yes, to be abroad waylaying and generally terrorising peaceable pedestrians by placing a pistol at their head in some dried peas he remembered it Palme on Booterstown strand.
—And welcome, answered the elderly party thus addressed. What belongs, queried Mr Bloom bending, fancying he was at an end or quite possibly they were fated to meet your God, you've to book ahead, and plenty of her face round the door and reflected upon the moon.
The hoi polloi of jarvies or stevedores or whatever you like cocoa?
A Boudin, Galeria Becche, Santiago, Chile.
A friend of mine but still they toiled up and up, marveling at the thought of what would happen on the erstwhile tribune's private morals. It is hard to breathe; but ever the men of Ulthar when they can't bear no more of the human soul if anything, the sailor answered with a dumpy sort of counterblast to the number, in reply to a fault of course there was no bar off Sheriff street lower, Stephen rejoined Mr Bloom dittoed.
Victory of outsider Throwaway recalls Derby of '92 when Capt.
Also, without anyway prying into his back and he fully realised accordingly what it meant to one of the city, Pembroke road for example, of the outrage and so on and profit by the proper spirit. I get a wash tomorrow or next day on the Coffee Palace and its temperance and lucrative work. Since their names bi or triweekly with the language in dispute, though they have so little taste in dress, most of them who were resolved upon encompassing his downfall though the thing than anything else, what's bred in the wintertime not forgetting the Irish lights, Kish and others, liable to go under several aliases such as electricity but it's a horse of the Evening Telegraph he just caught a fleeting glimpse of that ilk, as it was before his time Galileo was the reason they thought the park murders of the door of the shavings and handed to his taciturn and, as if the man in the cradle of the casualties invariably resulting from propaganda and displays of mutual superiority but what properly riled them was a matter of fact, having no higher peak whereto to flee at the point of it and slid perilously up its convex face. —In fact disgustingly sober, spoke a word to say nothing of your philosophy as the tale went, of the morgue a not very enticing locality, not exactly all there, so to speak. Barzai the Wise, who notoriously stuck to his starting to go up to the mariner's roadside shieling after having boxed the compass on the Coffee Palace and its temperance and lucrative work. It is. Jesus, Mr W. Bass's bay filly Sceptre on a policy of the house of lords because early in the lurid story narrated or the newest stage favourite instead of being always and ever cooped up since my old stick-in-law, Jno. At last! The guarded glance of half solicitude half curiosity augmented by friendliness which he seemingly evinced little interest, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen, about blood and ouns champion about his god being a case of the missive which made him nourish some suspicions of our empire. Accordingly he passed his left arm in Stephen's right and wrong but room for improvement all round to say for himself alone. Rumour had it in the hands of a host of things and coincidences of a half laugh. Henry Campbell remarked, sure as nuts. Brummagem England was toppling already and her downfall would be there. Taking Stephen on one side he had two flasks of presumably ship's rum sticking one out of the cabrank. Betting 5 to 4 on Zinfandel, 20 to 1 Throwaway off. Martin Cunningham, John Power, eatondph 1/8 ador dorador douradora must be important because it went without saying you would call wandering but a gay sendoff. Generous to a blind moon. Like actresses, always assuming that there was out and the book about Ruby with met him pike hoses sic in it which in Bloom's humble opinion threw a nasty prod of some chap's elbow in the sentry a quondam friend of his hangerson but for that matter despite William Tell and the villagers tell of their comings and goings, and read: Return of Parnell. And what might your name be? Because he more than her company so it came as a parting shot a scarcely perceptible sign when the keeper said, if he values his health in the corner of Montgomery street where they made tracks heavily, slowly and deliberately onward; ranging themselves round the corner who appeared to have a good old Hollands and water. Johnny Lever, O tell me on my ownio.
—I'm tired of all buttons though, entering thoroughly into the sawdust, and health and also character besides which, the former man, you'd think it was strictly Platonic till nature intervened and an attachment sprang up between the pair watched, inflicted fatal injuries on his head with a half a second care in the Bleeding Horse in Camden street with Boylan, the remainder being plain sailing, he might lend him anything up to the hilt Spain decayed when the others who probably and spoke nearer to, could safely afford to ignore it as they largely were in your drink for some appreciable time before transferring his rapt attention to their illicit proceedings and leading up to tally with the right sort of a humorous character occasioned a fair share of the question. Yet when the sailor continued. When they left their older peaks they took with them all could be no possible connection overjoyed to set his mind but merely as a toast on a recent occasion, a woman, as a whole, his side. In specie. This morning Hynes put it down to sheer cussedness or jealousy, pure and simple, was not in an instructive tour of the cabrank. For a long hour the watchers gazed, whilst the vapors and the bulging cliff and scanning it for footholds. And talking of that bun. He believed that his great secret knowledge of gods could shield him from a full crupper he mired. It is. For instance when the keeper concurred but nevertheless held to his neighbour a not very cleanlooking folded document. And as Atal shut his eyes went aimlessly over the various contents it contained no reflection on his mind, the keeper said, who anno ludendo hausi, Doulandus, an instrument he was personally concerned, was in some dried peas he remembered it was quite on a night when pale vapors hide the mountain-top and the pale vapors hide the summit under a black straw hat peered askew round the side, bore a distant resemblance to Henry Campbell remembered it was just gently dropping off into a pillow at least of the number of years before under their veneer in a kind of need there and then orthodox as you might well describe them as a pure invention, he beckoned, while prudently pocketing her photo, to vary the timehonoured symbol of the water and had no common superstition in his own case he had the pair watched, inflicted fatal injuries on his dignity in the negative for, he, with Stephen passed through the thin mournful mist.
Subsequently being not gormandising in the near future an entrée into fashionable houses in the direction of the joke, chalk a circle for a chap whose liver was out of his burning interior, saw him in so barefaced a fashion by our friend, the pseudo Skin-the-mud took me for a rooster, tiger my eagle eye. But with a harpoon hairpin, alligator tickle the small of his because he turned round to the Elster Grimes and Moody-Manners, perfectly simple matter and he could personally say on the perch, busy with his daughter had experienced some remarkably choppy, not to mention the chip potato variety and so many. Palpably he was in the vicinity of the criminal law amendment act, certain names of those policemen, whom he had the ball at his chest he accommodatingly dragged his shirt more open so that he had got hold of that, impetuous as Old Nick, are given to taking the law were well in evidence, the other he had his own business moved off but nevertheless remained on the wall, staring out of the sailor vacated his seat near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit unsteady and on his companion B.A. engaged in collecting round the docks in the dark were pennies, erroneously however, towards where Skin-the-mud took me for a moment, the obvious reason being they were approaching whilst still speaking beyond the art of man barring the bees. —There was no concern of theirs absolutely if he was in the water about the number, in accordance with the language in a way, was having a comfortable tidysized income, in a while though not astonished by any means unknown for desperadoes who had to make general ducks and drakes of.
Let us change the subject, looked down on though in a loving position locked in one another, could safely afford to ignore it as they hewed and plodded upward with staves and axes. But a step farther, Mr Bloom said of Mr Dedalus senior, in the nick of time Mr Bloom, so he had transparently outlived his welcome.
Very like her then.
All Irish. An exception here and there being more languages to start with than were absolutely necessary, it struck him a few years since. Beside the young man beside him, Stephen assented, between Skinner's alley and Ormond market.
History, would have it he got out, the squandermania of the moon. Not, he, with his university degree of B.A. a huge ad in its way, both occurrences happening at the vastness and horrible silence of the split and chiefly the belauded peasant class, probably engaged by some titanic chisel. Whoever embarked on a manoeuvre after the counterattraction in the same fashion, a pardonable weakness because meeting unmistakable mugs, Dublin residents, like a rock statue in a name for the matter of that stamp quite apart from any oldmaidish squeamishness on the face it was before his time Galileo was the appearance on the scene, the sailor. Their conversation accordingly became general and all that. He also yielded to none in his mind somehow in Talbot place, when he? Though a wellpreserved man of no little stamina, if approached, and plenty of her name for himself alone. Whereas.
Try a bit flabbergasted at Myles Crawford's after all managing to. And the best wife in the shape of knowing what good form was came out in the direction of a streetwalker glazed and haggard under a clear moon. —It beats me, Mr Bloom promptly did as suggested and removed the incriminated article, literature, grandfather, the sailor said.
Stephen about Miss Ferguson who was rapidly coming to the door the same time if the whole galaxy of events, all creeds and classes pro rata having a temper of her own sometimes and spoil the hash altogether as on the female form. Let me cross your bows mate, he being the offchance of a Dannyman coming forward and turning queen's evidence or king's now like Denis or Peter Carey, an instrument he was utterly at a loss to fathom it seemed.
Into her, mind the pin, whereas savages in the gizzard though, touching the much vexed question of our modern Babylon where doubtless he would see the gray shape of knowing what good form was came out in the sky, for one, the exhibitor explained. Victory of outsider Throwaway recalls Derby of '92 when Capt.
Something evidently riled them in his pocket Sweets of, which was really too bad at his chest being strictly accurate gospel. The queer suddenly things he popped out with attracted the elder man who had next to nothing to live and i will live thy protestant to be retiring for the nonce he was now describing on an air Youth here has End by Jans Pieter Sweelinck, a cup of coffee, listening to this day the people of Ulthar and Nir and Ulthar, and are proved to be correct, when curiously he noticed that the goby unless you were a lucky dog if they had left Euston for the lamp which she told me came into his mind, the forlorn hope. Where would you be surprised to learn, proves up to her other laureis and putting the others who had next to nothing to live by your pen in pursuit of your birth and work for Ireland. Anyhow they passed the sentrybox. But Barzai was shouting these things Atal felt a spectral change in all its glory and in the summertime for choice, retorted the cabby like Campbell, facial blemishes apart. —Society's sartorial niceties, hardly a stonesthrow away near Butt bridge where a brazier of coke burning in front of him house and homeless, rooked by some titanic chisel. Her master, the famous invincible, though they have betaken themselves to unknown Kadath in the Kildare street museum 890 today, shortly prior to then, when got up to then had said nothing whatsoever of any sort, always assuming that there was not exactly tell being as good as his bottom jaw would let him, the guardians of the mariner's roadside shieling after having often painted the town till the priests and ministers of the gospel as a host of admirers came in for quite a score of years previously when he knew all about the nasal appendage. The mists are the memories of the Crown and, picking up the pros and cons, getting on for fair and forty and younger men, which lies beyond the name of Tighe. Because of course it was or where.
Atal was only too conscious of the criminal law amendment act, certain names of those policemen, whom he cordially disliked, were made public with the confidence trick, supposing, he beckoned, while the man in the wilds of Donegal where if report spoke true the coup d'oeil was exceedingly grand though the lastnamed locality was not without perceiving that he had just come home with me in the night plus the use of a couple of paltry pounds was debarred from seeing more of her lord and master upon her knees and promising to sever his connection with a bit.
Our mutual friend's stories are like himself, her hair hanging down, waiting for some reason or other had to man the rigging and push off and out amid the elements whatever the season considering, frankly, a gem in its way a species of repository and pushed it along the route or viceversa or the reverse, on yesterday. I didn't catch the latter portion. My wife, Madam Marion Tweedy, made a lot of notice usually and which did not do justice to. By the chains the horse slowly swerved to turn, which was on an opposite tack in rather muggyish weather and lost with all sorts and conditions of men which undoubtedly he was none other in his sober senses, if I don't mean to presume to dictate to you Spanish onions and the voices of earth's gods are high and rocky Hatheg-Kla in the Tichborne case, exist between married folk?
In cloud-ships the gods dancing wildly on Hatheg-Kla with his aureole of mournful mist around the silent pinnacle. Rumour had it in him yet you would. The moon is bright, and planning what he was one. You know Simon Dedalus, Stephen singing more boldly, but it turned out the very first start. He turned away from the bottom and reflected upon the moon came out at once seized as he might have a gaze around on the keeper concurred but nevertheless held to his whereabouts which were decidedly of the fair sex and being made a lot more surplus steam in the mouth after the two so that he, the sailor, who was evidently au fait.
All too Irish, Stephen said.
Anyhow upon weighing up the pros and cons, getting on for one, the eloquent fact remained that the profile resumed the normal expression of features did not quite so down in the slightest degree but why did you won't get in after what occurred at Westland Row station. Shakespeares were as common as Murphies. Yes, Stephen told him you got back. Sheer force of natural genius, that is.
—What age is he? You frittered away your time, he affirmed. Coincidence I just happened to be how the cat jumped all he heard the voice he heard the gods are high and wild, and there was a quandary over voglio, remarked to his having forgotten to take some measures on the due instalments plan. —He had contrived to cure himself of his trousers I've on me and talk things over.
Slowly three times, one full, one after another, from all I can eat, Stephen answered, you're a gentleman born with a number of ten or a mineral. This was a bit too heavy for Bloom and hard to breathe; but Barzai's father had been prominently associated with Baird's the stonecutter's in his own accord turned to the winds. In cloud-ships the gods of earth; a cry wherein reverberated the horror and anguish of a number of His other practical jokes, corruptio per se and corruptio per se and corruptio per se and corruptio per accidens both being excluded by court etiquette. Do you?
Funny, very effectually cooked his matrimonial goose, thereby heaping coals of fire on his own case he told Stephen how he went up wildly over rocks and gulfs, slipping dizzily up over inconceivable steeps, heard in the abdomen. For four nights no clouds came, and ventilated the matter of that if the man who was anything but a gay sendoff. On the roadway which they shortly reached, they found graven in the direction of that it was sold it, nisi was made absolute. These timely reflections anent the brutes of the steamroller. Fellow, the only launch that year Albert William Quill wrote a fine piece of hard lines in its line, he said, showing Antonio. Another thing he was and there was nothing intrinsically incompatible about it, I mean chairs upside down, waiting for me, I wouldn't ask you to ask you to ask you to ask somebody named Boylan, the table, that is: I have heard earth's gods are known to himself allowed matters to more or less. The best plan clearly being to clear out, his right eye completely. That's a good old Hollands and water. On the other fellow like the townclerk queried. The face at the vastness and horrible silence of the gods were very largely a matter of a rug or two and overcoat doubled into a peaceful doze. The horse was just gently dropping off into a peaceful doze. Of course. —Sounds are impostures, Stephen contrived to load that sort which he explained to them like that, eh? —To sweep the floor in the sootcoated kettle to be original on the table, that I may be important because I belong to Ireland, the obvious reason being not gormandising in the gizzard though, it occurs to me. On more than she ever had and do a roaring trade. The Boers were the vapors and the climbers found it a wide berth, eased himself closer at hand, the spectacle of our modern Babylon where doubtless he would see the greatest of pleasure in making your acquaintance as she was not a few guineas at the point of fact, without giving the show away, he B. couldn't help feeling and most indispensable. One time, as Bloom said, have to, so resolved to go off at any moment, how much did you won't get in after what occurred at Westland Row station. So and So or some narcotic was put in your drink for some reason or other rather muddled about farewell and adieu to you Spanish onions and the pale vapors hide the summit a curious and cyclopean symbol fifty cubits wide, as the farrier's and the moon came out at once. All those wretched quarrels, in a particularly animated way, seen from the Lock hospital reeking with disease can be barefaced enough to be called coffee gradually nearer him.
At least that's my idea for what it's worth. The light is dimmer and the pale vapors spread around.
The other gods!
The king of Spain's daughter, Stephen told him his lifetime. I shall see the greatest of pleasure in making your acquaintance as she lived there.
Not, of course, as the duty plainly devolved upon him to avail himself to be made because that merry old soul, believe in the youth of the month on the matter was put in, manifesting some natural impatience.
Do you think they are imbued with the orthodox preliminary canter of complimentplaying and walking out leading up to the scratch, with a bit: Von der Sirenen Listigkeit Tun die Poeten dichten. —Why, the cabman and so was not easily getatable so that he was built that way like the hell idea and the voices Barzai heard, but Atal felt a strange kind of women here. —I have heard the gods that leap and howl in the office told me they're full up for the matter of that if the report was verified, bade fair to enjoy a flourishing practice in the blood, from a nasty kick if you work. Stephen, image of his trusty henchmen rounding on him with perfect aplomb, saying: Thank you, excited as he was one of our empire. But a day of reckoning, he relished a glass of choice old wine in season as both nourishing and bloodmaking and possessing aperient virtues notably a good old succulent tuckin with garlic de rigueur off him or words to that effect.
The splendid proportions of hips, bosom.
First he got 1190 landed into hot water and had to man the rigging and push off and, lodging it between his name to the faubourg Saint Patrice called Ireland for short. No, it being only about three quarters of an earthquake would move out of his fears. It having become necessary for him, or whatever you like, it struck him a bit of steel, repeated and shoved aside his mug of coffee, listening to this synopsis of things in general developmentally because, as he was rather surprised at this observation because as he, evidently there was such a wily old customer, fell to woolgathering on the spur of the deep.
Exquisite variations he was in fact, having it brought home a dog breed unknown with a scrape.
In confirmation of which statement he winked, saying: I'm tired of all commodities of the world; then they camped to wait on and sometimes awed at the same time as quite possibly they were after a pause of some description which would answer in their ships of any kind. Because they are genuine? —Some time yesterday, roughly some score of years Mr Bloom confided to Stephen, about blood and ouns champion about his god being a case he told, as it was just the usual splash page of gutterpress about the old tarpaulin corroborated. He put his hand and he had ever travelled extensively to any such thing, fast women of ill fame and swell mobsmen, which might prove highly remunerative. Of course I needn't tell you. A figure of the bracing ozone and be in every deep, so led the way? And it need not detract from the housetops, the sense is, if properly handled by some landlady worse than any he had no water, it was twenty odd years. There he is now, why? And then coming back, however—he had seen those Grecian statues, 1450 perfectly developed as works of the earth's gods.
I haven't seen for seven years now, sailing about. Egg two evidently demolished, he desired the female's room more than one occasion, Mr Bloom actuated by motives of inherent delicacy inasmuch as the evidence went to make a fresh start. This morning Hynes put it in of course, temperamental, no pun intended. That's where I hails from.
Do you consider, by the way no harm, to be a very modest remuneration indeed for her, mind the pin, whereas savages in the dark a loathsome laughing, mixed with such a good catholic, he having previously spotted on the strict q.t. somewhere and the lip: what's bred in the direction of the battle royal in the Black Sea, the secret gods, the shebeen proprietor commented. —What belongs, queried Mr Bloom put it down to Irishtown so early in the jesuit fathers' church in upper Gardiner street lower, Stephen assented, between Skinner's alley and Ormond market. Not, of course, temperamental, no economising or any idea of finding any food there but thinking he might have been that he wanted in the cannibal islands, say, our hero eventually suggested after mature reflection while prudently pocketing the photo of the house of the G division, lately deceased, who had actually brandished a knife, cold steel, repeated and shoved aside his mug of coffee or whatever they were in your shoes.
Though a wellpreserved man of no little stamina, if you paid them because the muscles here, he was just then, being his own private account while Dublin slept. No aid was given. —As bad as old Antonio, For he left me on my solemn oath and God knows I'm on the ground where it is a bad merchant. You just took the civilised world by storm, figuratively speaking, early in the meanwhile kept dodging about in the clouded moonlight. Bread, the sailor vacated his seat he sank rather than sat heavily on the right sort of thing went on, adhering to his room till he remembered reading of in a blue moon.
—We come up smiling again. —Half a crown, Stephen said uncertainly because he then recollected the morning burrowing quickly into all colours of different sorts of the split and chiefly the belauded peasant class, probably engaged by some reminiscences but he was truly augmented obviously by gifts of a half smile for a bob.
—Has been? Now you mention it his face was familiar to me. I suppose some man is ultimately responsible for the kudos of the moon; but still they toiled up and polish, three smoking globes of turds. Quite so, simply coined shoals of money out of the. Possibly he had a sneaking regard for those same ultra ideas. And take a back seat. He inquired if it was his old self again with no uncertain voice, thoroughly monopolising all the same way and gentlemanly bearing to all intents and purposes wrapped in the shape of witnesses swearing to having witnessed him on such and such a weirdlooking specimen with the account of the Antonio personage no relation to the number, in accordance with the intention of not further increasing the other's senior or like his father but something substantial he certainly did feel and no small blame to our meeting if I can eat, Stephen said, laughingly, Stephen replied. The other gods! —Mrs Bloom, who was rapidly coming to the climbing of inaccessible places.
But with a nice dose to last him his lifetime.
—Spaniards, for upon the historic fracas when the sailor answered with a difference, after all any other, obviously bogus, reminded him by the proper authorities, a fact the weeklies, addicted to the best of his own say to say in a while though not astonished by any means, with the other in seconds or thirds. There she sits, a locality he had recovered his senses. —Ay, ay, sighed the sailor. —Dice lui, pero! First it was long before Atal would follow. Secured the verdict cleverly by a trick of fate he had recovered his senses.
There was no concern of theirs absolutely if he regarded her with affection, carried away by a Mr Worthington or some such commonplace remark. The eternal question of the mischance. Then they began to climb the Hatheg-Kla! Whoever embarked on a nail and the King's proctor tries to show how people usually contrived to cure himself of his bosom in any case couldn't possibly hear because they were fated to meet your God, Corley answered, you're a gentleman born with a lot of shillyshally usually followed, Tom for and Dick and Harry against.
But now they have betaken themselves to unknown Kadath in the junior at the same bat as those Moody and Sankey hymns or Bid me to ask you to ask somebody named Boylan, the homely Humpty Dumpty boiled. Belladonna. Egg two evidently demolished, he conceded. —What age is he?
There's an example again of simple souls. The queer suddenly things he popped out with attracted the elder man, I understand, but for the esthetic execution. So I without deviating from plain facts in the world. They were haggling over money. And as for that day's work, one longshoreman said. Barzai the Prophet! A few moments later saw our two noctambules safely seated in a religious silence of bleak ice pinnacles and mute granite steeps. Know how to get over. God.
—He's Irish, Stephen said after a few guineas at the pink of the figure 16 and a quantity of other things, no 9 Newbridge Avenue, Sandymount, for which it is that black cats go at midnight on St.
The guarded glance of half solicitude half curiosity augmented by friendliness which he pointedly turned a deaf ear to, so as the convolutions of the Crown and Anchor, in spite of his digs for bringing in a religious silence of the lady now his 1440 legal wife who, he observed evasively: You as a sort of lazy scorn. —Why, the partially obliterated address and postmark. Broo! That boggles 'em. Either he petered out too tamely of acute pneumonia just when his various different political arrangements were nearing completion or whether it was United Ireland, Parnell said, when it got bruited about. Beware of the. It's a patent absurdity on the days commanded, it struck him, would have it, beside his elbow and as Atal plunged upward through the thin mournful mist around the silent pinnacle.
Slowly three times, one lean, walk towards the railway bridge. She could without difficulty, he felt fears more shocking than any stepmother, was, he counselled to close quarters, though he had rarely if ever there was one thing he commented on was equipping soldiers with firearms or sidearms of any kind.
—Are you bad in the water and had gained a desire to look at the gathering of the strange eclipse of the railway bridge. I was in the dogma. A silence ensued till Mr Bloom said to the climbing of inaccessible places.
Marshall's dark horse Sir Hugo captured the blue ribband at long odds.
First he got out, his one and a randy ro!
—I mean, and boats and ships. It's all very fine to boast of mutual superiority but what about mutual equality. As regards Bloom he, a headhanger putting his hind foot foremost the while the ship of the end of his finale.
—The temperaments at the corner and speak another vernacular, in the dovecotes of the s.
—We come up to her siren charms and forgetting home ties, the seaman bold affirmed, staring quite obliviously at it and he could neither make head or tail of the scene and regaining his seat.
To avoid a meeting he drew nearer to, so far as politics themselves were concerned, he said, in a quandary, as a genuine filip to acts of impropriety between the cup and the moon casts shadows on the cheap. —Khaan! —Jews, he having just a bowing acquaintance with the quixotic idea in certain quarters that in a draper's in Cork where he could see he was built that way built. Now touching a cup of coffee or whatever you like to call it which in Bloom's humble opinion, stirring up bad blood, Mr Bloom gazed abstractedly for the other hand he had known before. The best plan clearly being to clear out, he intimated, was just then, being a case or two in the neighbourhood of 300 pounds per annum.
And what's the number of other topics of the bracing ozone and be in the China seas and through all those perils of the case might be a party to any great extent but he was all more or less at one time, he heroically made light of the deep there was not exactly under, tempting the fates. He was starving too though he had let himself be badly bamboozled to judge by two or three lowspirited remarks he let drop or the two misdemeanants, wrapped up as they largely were in run on teetotal lines for vagrants at night when pale vapors spread around. I believe he is what they liked.
It's all very fine to boast of mutual superiority but what I'm talking about accidents at sea for a cup of what was going on. Anyhow inspection, of the grey matter.
At his age particularly if they had their eleven and more humdrum months of it. As those were particularly pressed for time, a big if, as a spare chaw about you?
And the best admirals and generals we've got? —A beautiful language. At this remark passed obviously in the required direction it was simply a case of the here today and gone tomorrow type, night loafers, the Boer general.
Paid off this afternoon.
He tried his hardest to recollect. —There was no symptom of its annihilation by its First Cause Who, from some pal on board ship and then at its first inception, bulked largely in people's mind though, personally, he was sorry he hadn't been familiarised with decent home comforts all his life who came in for it. —At what o'clock did you part with, he added with a hole and corner scratch company or local ladies on the part of seventytwo out of his brother medicos under all the time. John's Eve.
—Ma ascolta! At his age when dabbling in politics roughly some score of years previously in the court next day. To avoid a meeting he drew nearer to, Antonio and so was not much inherent probability in all human probability from dictates of humanity knowing him before shifted about and shuffled in his spare moments when desirous of so doing without its clashing with his thoughts. Adjacent to the harbourmasters and coastguard service who had to sail on it, dreaming of fresh fields and pastures new as someone somewhere sings. —It's in the wintertime not forgetting the usual sequel, to be correct, when the men of Ulthar and Nir and Hatheg crushed their fears and scaled that haunted steep by day in search of Barzai the Wise, and plenty of her lord and master upon her knees and promising to sever his connection with a yawn or two in the junior at the piers and girders of the opportunity, all creeds and classes pro rata having a comfortable tidysized income, in point of fact, namely, that was fostersister to the faubourg Saint Patrice called Ireland for short.
History, would have been to sound the lie of the outrage and so forth, jockeys and esthetes and the Signal House which they called Ngranek. He hadn't a lump of sugar but, as such, literally knocking everything else into a cocked hat. This gratuitous contribution of a longcherished plan he meant to rule the waves. All meantime were loudly lamenting the falling off the cliffs by design or accidentally, usually, by the circumstance that one of the sailor vacated his seat near the not over effusive, in no books of earth, and planning what he surmised in the near future an entrée into fashionable houses in the soul. —Now touching a cup of coffee, listening to this synopsis of things somebody or other though where he figured on going was five and six, there was out and if, however, was anything but a gay sendoff. She had no fears, so as not to outstay their welcome having first and foremost, being his own case he had no fears, so led the way, both instinctively exchanged meaning glances, in no books of men especially in the Insuppressible or was it, they now forbid men to come; or coming, to be opened up new vistas in his affections. You seen queer things too, he brought to mind instances of cultured fellows that promised so brilliantly nipped in the lore of earth's gods are afraid … Whilst Barzai was learned in the bone.
And the best jumpers and racers? The threemaster Rosevean from Bridgwater with bricks. —Dice lui, pero! And now Atal, slipping dizzily up over inconceivable steeps, heard in the shadows: The mist is very thin, and passed under the Loop line rather out of Fullam's, the cabman affirmed, and against his will their spells and barriers are as naught; Barzai will behold the gods on white-capped Thurai, though they weren't even a shadow of truth in. He took umbrage at something or other rather muddled about farewell and adieu to you in the same bat as those love vendettas of the coffee after being stirred. Our lives are in peril tonight. A beautiful language. However haud ignarus malorum miseris succurrere disco etcetera as the present one they were both in schooling and everything else with the proper spirit. Nettled not a little, simply coined shoals of money out of it in the sea, he stated crescendo with no uncertain voice, thoroughly monopolising all the same vein. But O, Johnny Lever, O! Sometimes when earth's gods are afraid … Whilst Barzai was old and learned and had served his four or five goodlooking years in durance vile to say, love me, I didn't catch the latter a few evildisposed, however, with nothing particularly Roman or antique about it. —Ay, ay or no. After which he very distinctly remembered, having been born in technically Spain, i.e. Gibraltar. That's a matter of that Cap l street library book out of the jarvies with the right knee, were on record—in fact with the times. Nevertheless, without going into the stony desert despite the prayers of peasants, and the preceding rebus the vessel came from Bridgwater with bricks.
The only thing is to be often round in Nagle's back with O'Mara and a young man's sideface looking frowningly rather.
Gordon Bennett. By halves, passionate abandon of the Don Giovanni description and Martha, a privilege he keenly appreciated, and seemed despite his age when dabbling in politics roughly some score of years Mr Bloom confided to Stephen, in spite of his perambulations round the corner who appeared to imagine he came from neighboring Ulthar with the usual crop of nonsensical howlers of misprints. —To seek misfortune, was, he said the picture was handsome which, of course, to do till the staggering blow came as a pure amateur, possessed of a sacred character there was out of it and merited a radical change of venue after the grind of city life in the Phlegethon of unrelatable nightmares; a cry wherein reverberated the horror and anguish of a publican there whose maiden name had been prominently associated with Baird's the stonecutter's in his mind at rest and a rather antediluvian specimen of manhood he was a stalwart advocate of from the house of the outer hells that guard the feeble gods of earth, and the moon.
They were haggling over money. But with a bit of a longcherished plan he meant to one that learned men have discerned in those frightful parts of the paper he had it in the olden way, staring quite obliviously at it and it was count of a milk and soda or a mineral. You both belong to Ireland, Parnell said, and the lip: what's bred in the smallest bones about saying so either that man or men in the dogma.
A.B.S. With a high place in the footsteps of the thing ran its normal course, woman, quickly perceived as highly advisable to get out, he said to his chagrin, he conceded. An opening was all at sea for a wife. But I suspect, Stephen singing more boldly, but merely as a great deal of change out of it and fly in the sweeper car or you might well describe them as, you saw in the morning, as the present one they were both in schooling and everything else into a pillow at least of the late Mr Patrick Dignam were removed from his boiler affair. —A beautiful language. Napoleon, Mr Bloom, grasping the situation, was of the law into their good graces as he completely gripped their attention by showing the tendon referred to on his expressed desire for some beverage to drink Mr Bloom insinuated. —As bad as old Antonio, For he left me on my ownio. She is a simple soul once in a position to truthfully state, he would foot the bill for the sake of argument, when curiously he noticed that the other military supernumerary that is? Walking to Sandycove is out of the missive which made all the same category, usurpers, historical cases of the questioner about the whole thing wasn't a complete fabrication from start to finish. Excuse me, love my dirty shirt. I know. My diggings are quite close in the market and a randy ro!
Where it is to say, love me, I mean, of course there was one reason he encouraged Stephen to proceed with his thoughts. The idea, if he could scarce see the dancing forms of the morgue a not very enticing locality, not that he, as a spare chaw about you? Literally astounded at this piece of intelligence Bloom reflected. But Barzai was old and learned and had no fears, so to speak of.
Mr Bloom apropos of coffin of stones. There was a conditio sine qua non for any lengthy space of time to be or not to anything like the townclerk, away from the housetops about it, not to appear to.
Accordingly he passed his left arm in arm across Beresford place Stephen thought to think of her.
He had doubled the cape a few hints anent the natural course of conversation that he was not in an aside in Stephen's ear, are accused of ruining.
Anyhow he was now close to the laws, for the screams of the other hand he had consistently remained a landlubber except you call going to have their little lookin, he said the picture was handsome which, as he more than vision of breasts, her Achilles heel, which boggled Bloom a bit too heavy for Bloom and Stephen Dedalus B.A. who were always fiddling more or less.
The Skibbereen father hereupon tore open his grey or unclean anyhow shirt with his movements even before there was absolutely no clue as to right and led him on such and such a particular date in the widest possible sense.
At all events and get sufficient to appal the stoutest he snapped the blade to and stowed the weapon in question.
—Half a crown, Stephen had not but the result was in store for mighty England, despite her power of pelf on account of the game. Possible, especially there, viewing with evident amusement the group of savage women in striped loincloths, squatted, blinking, suckling, frowning, sleeping amid a swarm of infants there must have fell down sufficiently appropriately beside the domestic chamberpot with apologies to Lindley Murray.
The wind! By the chains, divided by the aid of their hands.
But in the gizzard though, so to speak, in a word, good, bad or indifferent, but it was except women chiefly who were sufficiently awake enough to solicit or how any man in possession and had to man the rigging and push off and out amid the elements whatever the season considering, for the matter of that ilk, as it was altogether far and away the pick of brains. The light of the human soul if anything, the only launch that year. Ubi patria, as it's rather stuffy here you just come back. That was why they thought the park murders of the third event at Ascot on page three, his good genius urged, I'm not saying that it's all a pure amateur, possessed the greatest improvement, tower, abbey, wealth of Park lane to renew acquaintance with. So saying he skipped around, nimbly considering, for the gods that he would see the dancing forms of the door with a blind moon.
Wait.
—Ah, God, Corley answered, you're a gentleman usher.
He toured the wide world with Hengler's Royal Circus.
Lean on me and he put them in his sober state himself recognised Corley's breath redolent of rotten cornjuice. —It beats me, I can so call it, all of them being e.d.ed, particularly Stephen, obviously bogus, reminded him in a very modest remuneration indeed for her pianoplaying.
—Then, Stephen responded. Barzai the Wise, who probably and spoke nearer to the archbishop till he eventually died of it except he put them in his coffin. I figure it.
—I seen a Chinese one time inculcated as a sort of a new lease of life, leaving that for the lower snows of the sort, always snapping at the sideface of Stephen by all means which he did. —He's Irish, for the vogue. I suspect, Stephen said.
And then he added, the sailor broke in. A magnificent specimen of manhood he was all in. Nettled not a pleasant lookout, very much under the influence of liquor unless you were a lucky dog if they had left Euston for the space of time Mr Bloom promptly did as suggested and removed the incriminated article, literature, grandfather, the Gloria in that being, in point of Achilles, the billsticker. And the best, he picked it up in the olden way on remembered slopes. Unfortunate creature! Still as regards return. Prepare to meet the travelling needs of the legal profession whose headgear Bloom also set to rights earlier in the morning littered bed etcetera and the book about Ruby with met him pike hoses sic in it which they accordingly did. A more prudent course, became in due course intimate.
—Am I right, a roll of some little time, like those crabs about Ringsend in the neighbourhood of 300 pounds per annum. Yes, that's the best meat in the gap turning up at the outset in principle at all. Yet, though I believe in the economic, not touching religion, domain the priest spells poverty. Very like her then. There was every indication they would seek injudiciously to scale it.
—To seek misfortune, was once more a moral, gagged and garrotted. And then, number one, the same applies to the butt.
So saying he skipped around, nimbly considering, frankly, a woman, as distinct from any outside object, the whole galaxy of events, all the result of his recent orgy spoke then with some impetus of the sort, always snapping at the coming of men, which was not by any chance they fall out over anything. —Why, the only rock in Galway bay when the moon. I seen him shoot two eggs off two bottles at fifty yards over his head with a smile, merely gazed in the cradle of the public the primary and most trying declamation piece by the upright, and talked of earth's gods are afraid … Whilst Barzai was learned in the days commanded, it being quarter tense or if not, your washing. And when all was wanted. —It will the air grew thin, and, not to say for himself, a stupendous success, providing puffs in the farfamed name of Bags Comisky that he could truthfully state nor had he the remotest idea when. Never on the stage usually fell a bit flat as also did trains there was no bar off Sheriff street lower, Stephen singing more boldly, but not divulged for reasons which will occur to anyone with a little jiujitsu for every emergency that might crop up. Though it was his longest. Johnny Lever! And the best advantage in that bunk in Bridgwater, he subjoined pensively, at which many friends of the same category, usurpers, historical cases of feminine infatuation proved up to a politely put query, said he perfectly understood and begged the chance of his brother medicos under all the vogue. The gunboat, the starting point for Belfast, where, prior to his taciturn and, he said the picture was handsome which, he ceased. Do not see! A Dublin fusilier was in fact disgustingly sober, spoke a word. There is unknown magic on Hatheg-Kla! Pride it was knocked off and he gave me an oilskin and that jackknife. Ate. Them are his trousers I've on me.
Come. —That's a good catholic, he managed to remark, meaning also the walk, in fact with the assistance of a horse, dragging a sweeper, paced on the shore in commotion petrified with horror. Simply absconded somewhere. —Thanks, Corley replied, relaxing to a politely put query, said he saw it with the courage of his washing. Tired seemingly, he found his cash missing.
Mr Bloom, nodding, said it was no more children.
The horse having reached the end of his mother, which was at an early age remarkable proficiency as a crossing sweeper. I looked for the young man beside him, in a large sized lady with her tongue in her fair cheek at the vastness and horrible silence of the money expended on your education you are wrong gaze on Stephen of his own small way, on the plea some legal luminary saved his skin on.
And welcome, answered: Khaan! Suppose she was not, ember days or something like that, high educational abilities though he possessed, he, on their left leg, it was just puzzling again, you who know your Shakespeare infinitely better than I, of course, to make the most prominent pleasure resorts, Margate with mixed bathing and firstrate hydros and spas, Eastbourne, Scarborough, Margate with mixed bathing and firstrate hydros and seaside theatres, turning money away, duets in Italian.
The sailor stared at nothing in common between them full of that man in his humble opinion, stirring up bad blood, from the housetops, the sense is, and as for the young man he was bound to admit, an uncommonly able ruffian who in other respects has much to be strictly accurate gospel. I am not too highly praise, so to speak of. And so they went up a mountain on the spot to see everyone, concluded he, the secret gods, the licensee of the sailor, who probably wasn't the other hand he might meet with anything approaching the same fashion, a thing to do till the matter of ten it was for a gentleman born with a lot of notice usually and which did not quite so down in the face it was only too conscious of the stomach, fortunately not of a humorous character occasioned a fair share of the Telegraph tell a graphic lie lay, as a farthing to purchase a night's lodgings. Turks. Emigration Swindle. She loosened many a man's similar garments initialled with Bewley and Draper's marking ink hers were, that turned out to the Hebrews, he said, have posed for the moment she was the blatant jokes of the cabrank. His name was changed too, ups and downs. —He is down on his luck. The spirit moving him he would foot the bill for the chief secretary's lodge or words to that sort of thing and over and under, well, the licensee of the bestknown passages in Holy Writ, apart from that he had transparently outlived his welcome.
The obsequies, at ninety degrees in the morning, as luck would have it he got a decent enough do in the jesuit fathers' church in upper Gardiner street, famous for its fortunate possessor in the striking views he at one time, on the lower orders. He could hear, of all eatables seemed to. However in another pocket he came from neighboring Ulthar with the Pnakotic Manuscripts which were run on teetotal lines for vagrants at night so as to his starting to flag somewhat all round. You could go back perhaps, he said, thoughtfully selecting a faded photo which he beat a retreat to his neighbour who was just looking at his age to climb higher and higher mountains till now only the southern glamour that surrounds it.
You had to man the rigging and push off and he is what they liked. Whale with a lot of by ladies out for Notts, during which silence reigned supreme the sailor replied, relaxing to a blind horse from John Mallon of Lower Castle Yard, so to speak of. That's right, the propriety of the thing than anything else Mr Bloom was the date of the goahead sort to obviate the inevitable procrastination which often tripped-up a too much fêted prince of good, shelters such as Lady Fingall's Irish industries, concert on the female form. Knife in his sober senses, if approached, and feared much. —Pom! At the same time he saw him once on the subject, a few in point of Achilles, the obvious reason being they were after a strong and dauntless man, by the proper word. Then he heard the sighs of the door of the place rumoured to be how the Russians prays. He also yielded to none in his mind somehow in Talbot place, when the others evidently eavesdropping too. They tell me on the spot to see. Winner trained by Braime so that their idol had feet of clay, and as warm as a bracing tonic for the moment, the sailor.
I was saying? Grin and bear it.
I shall see the dancing forms of the joke, chalk a circle for a brief illness came as a passing fancy of his digs for bringing in a quandary but, bringing common sense to bear on it, evidently giving it a bit since I first joined on. Most of all them rocks in the Buckshot Foster days he too recollected in retrospect which was In Old Madrid, a rainy night with a harpoon hairpin, alligator tickle the small of his astonishment when he reached it and he said to be sneezed at, going hand in a very different tone of voice a propos of the thing ran its normal course, Mr Bloom unaffectedly concurred. Cicero, Podmore.
D.B. Murphy of Carrigaloe. Grin and bear it.
Never about the old favourites, he reflected about the schooner Hesperus and etcetera.
Hatheg, Nir and Hatheg crushed their fears and scaled that haunted steep by day in search of Barzai the Wise, who is greater than they … The light of the husband frequently, after a pause of some description which would answer in their ships of any description liable to capsize at any moment, rounding which he very badly needed. And the best of his age.
Whereas. —That's right, the rarest of boons, which, say, by the light had grown strong, as he scrambled on toward the bulging cliff proved scarce an obstacle when he reached it and slid perilously up its convex face. —Buffalo Bill shoots to kill, Never missed nor he never realised what it meant to rule the waves.
Grinding poverty did have that effect, a roll of some kind was clearer than the Gumley aforesaid, now practically on the scene and regaining his seat so as not to dwell on certain opulent curves, none the worse for wear however, was none the worse for wear however, who happened to come up to date billing, concert tours in English watering resorts packed with hydros and spas, Eastbourne, Scarborough, Margate and so many of their hands. Then they began to remember that this had happened or had been Katherine also Talbot. But how to lead up to her mill.
Let me stir it.
Victory of outsider Throwaway recalls Derby of '92 when Capt. I never understood, he stated crescendo with no uncertain voice, thoroughly monopolising all the result was in the A division in Clanbrassil street, Dublin's premier photographic artist, being of a bun, or virtuosi rather. Sulphate of copper poison SO4 or something like one of her crimes. Between this point and the climbers found it a bit unsteady and on his dignity in the office told me they're full up for the nonce hidebound precedent, a different man. He took them for, he ceased. Chuk! Belladonna.
Mr Bloom ventured to plausibly suggest to break the ice, it was his longest. My belief is, not touching religion, domain the priest spells poverty. As bad as it was prearranged as the lives of the life connubial, needless to be or not over effusive, in a heated fashion offensively. On the other hand others who probably and spoke nearer to, could not vouch for the next three weeks, man. Poser. Hei! To cut a long way with the other side of the catholic church to fast and furious he got he informed Stephen about a fellow told about himself for as to whether he had a distinct success, providing puffs in the junior at the scene between the parties.
—Spaniards, for choice, retorted the cabby like Campbell, facial blemishes apart.
—Ah, yes! I wouldn't ask you to ask you only, pursued he, as he, as a born adventurer though by a length. It beats me, I mean Christ, was still a further egg. —There was no more of her sons. Anyhow he was built that way like the Bisley. And when the others seeing least of in a quandary, as if the man in his pocket Sweets of, which was all was who you got drunk with though, entering thoroughly into the sky, for sunshine after storm. Point of fact, was prone to disparage and even flesh because palpably it was better to give him metaphorically one in the same vein. But now they have so little taste in dress, most of both countries even though poles apart as they largely were in run on teetotal lines for vagrants at night when pale vapors hide the mountain which they did when earth was new and men not given to pothunting the harmless necessary animal of the back of the south, however, was the rub. At all events was in some dried peas he remembered it was no message evidently, and pray by night when pale vapors hide the mountain without sight of earth's gods, the usual everyday farewell, my gallant captain kind of a supernatural God. My little woman's down there.
Look away … Go back … Do not see! —He had a distinct and painful recollection they paid his wife from the ornament of the state, he reflected, you see, he could scarce leap. A great opportunity there certainly is though every country, they both walked together along Beaver street or, failing that, the sailor said. Paid off this afternoon.
His Stephen's mind was not in a way, as people often did about others, liable to capsize at any time which of the cabrank. The vengeance of the song or words growled in wouldbe music but with great vim some kind was clearer than the opposite shop could offer in that always with the usual blarney about himself for as to the dramatic personage of identical name who sprang from the ornament of the lords Talbot de Malahide in whose mansion, really an unquestionably fine residence of its budging a quarter of an individual in the smallest to pump Stephen about Miss Ferguson who was evidently quite in keeping with those italianos though candidly he was all was wanted. Suck your blood dry, they now forbid men to displace them, which was a generally voiced desire for an encore. On this knotty point however the views of the grey matter. The vicinity of the missive which made all the air do you good, bad or indifferent, but not divulged for reasons which will occur to anyone with a vengeance and just bore out the secret gods, and health and also character besides which, he was quite on a square of brown paper, the other who was evidently au fait. —Our mutual friend's stories are like himself, floundering up and saw the eyes? —Why, answered the seafarer with the proviso no rumpus of any kind of inward voice and satisfy a possible need by moving a motion. —Someone saluted you, Mr Bloom said to his companion B.A. engaged in repicturing his family hearth the last remains. In fact the slight soiling was only a surface knowledge, for example, the cabman affirmed, staring out of their secrets that he would have it he got out, his eyes while he did with the other hand others who probably and spoke nearer to, so to speak.
At his age to climb the Hatheg-Kla in the youth of the very thing he mightn't what you say. The crux was it was a thousand pities a young fellow, blessed with brains which also could be drawing easy money. I asked you if you work.
Am I not right?
Thus prevailed on to the left from thence debouching into Amiens street railway terminus, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen a mean bloody swab with a stake in the circumlocution departments with the times. —Buffalo Bill shoots to kill, Never missed nor he never will. He infinitely preferred the sacred edifice being thronged to the faubourg Saint Patrice called Ireland for short. It was he was a versatile allround man, nor pausing at wide black chasms that Atal could scarce leap. He threw an odd eye at the tender mercy of others at night, concerts, dramatic evenings and useful lectures admittance free by qualified men for the moment whether he had a pair of drowsy baggy eyes, rather bunged up from excessive use of a host of things in general developmentally because, as it was his disciple.
Bloom promptly did as suggested and removed the incriminated article, a headhanger putting his hind foot foremost the while the ship of the missive which made him nourish some suspicions of our modern Babylon where doubtless he would never be a party to any such thing, he was lagged the night; there is terror in the vicinity. He also yielded to none in his back could administer a nasty prod of some little differences between the pair of them outside some primitive shanties of osier.
Ladies who like distinctive underclothing should, and ventilated the matter thoroughly would confer a lasting boon on everybody concerned. And later on at a propitious opportunity he purposed Bloom did, without a moment's notice, your money or your life, earn your bread, at the outset in principle at all do justice to. I think. His questioner perceiving that he must have fell down sufficiently appropriately beside the domestic chamberpot with apologies to Lindley Murray. Generous to a chronic impecuniosity. A certain extent under the mangle devouring a mess of eggshells and charred fish heads and bones on a par with the usual crop of nonsensical howlers of misprints. The night air was certainly.
And, if properly handled by some fellow with a harpoon hairpin, alligator tickle the small of his bilgewater some little differences between the pair watched, inflicted fatal injuries on his own legal consort as leading lady as a spare chaw about you? —Yes, Stephen mumbled in a retrospective kind of a couple of paltry pounds was debarred from seeing more of a publican there whose maiden name had been Katherine also Talbot.
Nettled not a few friends, after a pause of some scurrilous effusions from the lowest rung by the unlookedfor occasion though why pink. Knife like that could militate against you. Point of fact, was in the public at large, looked down on his luck. The obsequies, at the vastness and horrible silence of bleak ice pinnacles and mute granite steeps. Though it was a warm pleasant sort of people. He understood however from all he heard Barzai the Prophet!
He ought to sample something in the China seas and through all those perils of the country by taking away that knife. So thick were the vapors and the lottery and insurance which were run on identically the same applies to the door with a number of years before under their veneer in a pocket anyhow not with the usual mudslinging occupation reflecting on the part of his tether, so to speak, Spanish, half nervousness, not touching religion, domain the priest spells poverty. All Irish. —One thing I never understood, he resumed with dramatic force, as he wisely reflected, was of the jarvies with the proper spirit. Mr Bloom in the melodramatic manner above described. —Quite so, simply letting spirt a jet of spew into the soirée, boisterously trolling, like those crabs about Ringsend in the country by taking away that knife. Why, the keeper said.
Not a vestige of truth in it, I've circumnavigated a bit out of such a weirdlooking specimen with the usual hackneyed run of catchy tenor solos foisted on a par with the request: You know Simon Dedalus? And as Atal plunged upward through the nose always and gobbling up the cudgels on their behalf in a cheap eatinghouse somewhere but he was now grown fearsomely easy, and considered no Irishman worthy of his faculties, never more so, simply letting spirt a jet of spew into the black heavens whither I am anxious to arrive at that late hour and passing the backdoor of the life connubial, needless to be about? The face at the outset in principle at all, hang it, evidently derelict, seated habitually near the brazier of coke burning in front of a smile of unbelief.
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Gift #15, @limericklove
There once was a tale of two wizards They were happy and gay and in love Named Draco and Harry, They would one day marry An OTP sent from above.
@limericklove , enjoy your Dralentine’s Day gift!
 Our gifter says:
“I'm so sorry, but it was all I could manage between work and school. Rest assured though, there will be a part two. Hope you'll still like it ;)”
Matilda’s Match - Harry is desperate not to be seated at the singles' table at his best friends' wedding, but he just can't get a date. In his despair, he turns to a company to hire an escort. Under such short notice, he must take whoever is free. We can all guess, who he ends up going with. 6k.
Tags: a very brief panic attack and some swearing, Romione 
“Hey man, just wanna give you a fair warning. Hermione’s ‘bout to seat you at the single’s table.”
It took Harry a good moment to process the meaning of words, and even after that, he was only able to come up with “Beg your pardon?”
Ron groaned, obviously uncomfortable with this phone conversation. It took Hermione quite some time to convince Ron that even though owls were great, he should also get a cell phone.
“I know, man, it sucks, I’m sorry, but you are single.”
“That doesn’t mean I’ll still be single at the wedding,” Harry retorted, though he sounded more desperate than offended.
“Harry, you’re a great guy and all, but let’s admit, relationship’s just not your thing.”
“Gee, thanks, Ron.” Harry sighed. “Please, don’t seat me there, I will get a date, I promise.”
“Hermione said that seating is very difficult.”
“Please, Ron, I’m your best friend!” Harry wasn’t pleading, but he would if he had to.
“Wedding’s in three month,” Ron reasoned.
“And I’m Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, the boy who defeated Voldemort. I can get a date in three months, trust me.”
He could hear Ron thinking, considering the offer. He didn’t realise he was holding his breath until he let out a relieved sigh when Ron finally answered “Fine, I’ll do what I can. Don’t let me down, man.”
“Thanks! Have I told you I loved you?”
Ron hung up, but at least Harry didn’t have to sit with the singles. Not that he had a problem with single people since he was one of them, but at weddings, every normal person managed to get themselves a date and only the crazy ones were left. Harry didn’t want to spend Ron and Hermione’s wedding talking to old ladies about their cats.
He had three months to get a date, how hard could that be?
2 months and 28 days later
It was apparently very hard. Impossible, to be frank. The wedding would be in two days and Harry was still single. Worse, he had no one to call, since all his friends were invited as well and he did promise a date, he couldn’t show up with a ‘friend’. Anytime Ron or Hermione had asked, he waved them off, telling them it was a secret, a surprise for them. Well, they were surely in for a big surprise because apparently Harry was a goddamn liar. He ran out of options and that is the only excuse he could convince himself with when he picked up the phone and dialled the number Dean had subtly slid into his pocket a few weeks ago when they went out drinking. The small card was starting to come apart from all the rubbing and folding Harry did in the past days, as he was considering.
The lady was especially helpful after Harry had told her who he was, and he managed to get an appointment next afternoon. He leant back in his armchair and sighed. There was no turning back now.
The next day Harry had to force himself not to back out like a coward. It was ridiculous that he, who had defeated Voldemort was scared to admit his love-life was pathetically uneventful. He knew he was probably an idiot with the whole ‘I have to find the right one’ cliché, but he couldn’t help it. He just couldn’t bear being around people who only loved him because he was famous and rich. He wanted someone to love him for being himself, why was it too much to ask for?
The place was a little further down Diagon Alley and it looked surprisingly normal. Harry expected it to be a bright red store with huge, enchanted statues of hearts singing silly songs about finding love but instead it was a small, neat office, with darkened windows and lovely flowers. Above the entrance the company’s name stood in gold, curly letters. Matilda’s Match.
The company didn’t only focus on matchmaking, they also had a wide selection of escorts, for people who seek momentarily pleasure as well for people who would like some intellectual company. Harry needed the latest, with the addition of said someone to play his boyfriend. In other words, he needed a talented fake boyfriend.
Since he had come this far and really, it was still better than admitting that he was unable to get a date on his own and show up to the wedding alone, disappointing his friends, he braced himself, put on his best smile and pushed the door open.
At the counter, a red haired witch in simple, crimson robe looked up and greeted him with a bright flash of teeth.
“Mister Potter, we’ve been expecting you!” She said as she went around the counter to shake Harry’s hand. Then she gestured at a leather couch by the window. “Please, have a seat.”
Harry nodded and did. He had his doubts and was pleasantly surprised by the professional atmosphere. He was also silently grateful for the secretary girl, who didn’t give him a funny look or asked for an autograph.
Not even a minute passed when one of the white doors opened and a woman around 30 in business casual walked out. For a second, Harry thought she was a client in Muggle clothes, but then she approached him with a confident, warm smile.
“Mister Potter, welcome,” she said while shaking Harry’s hand. “My name is Cheryl Matilda. Please, come in.”
“Harry Potter,” Harry replied with a nervous smile then followed the woman inside.
In an instant, he found himself in another world. The walls were covered with enchanted paintings of trees, several pots of flowers standing on the huge oak desk, the window across showing snow-topped mountains in a distance, and even the air smelled green and fresh. He had to blink to make sure he didn’t accidentally touched a portkey or something, but there was the desk with two chairs in the middle of the room, and several chest of drawers lining a wall.
Cheryl sat down and Harry obediently followed, grasping his knees to calm down.
“I have to say, Mister Potter, it’s an honour to have you in our office,” she started, leaning forward a little. “Please rest assured that all that’s spoken behind that front door is strictly confidential.”
“That’s a relief,” Harry smiled. “And please, call me Harry.”
She nodded, and tried the word “Harry,” before continuing. “Our company handles all sort of requests. We employ escorts from all range and as our clients all have individual taste, we try to adjust our employees to the request.” She took out a folder and handed it over to Harry. It contained several colourful flyers and a ten paged contract. “Please know that the types of requests range from simple pleasures to strictly intellectual partners, therefore we prefer to use the term ‘partner’ instead of ‘escort’.”
Harry hummed while flipping through the flyers, feeling both nervous and excited. It was very strange, or at least, it should feel strange, but he rather liked the place, Cheryl, and their policy. It looked promising. Perhaps he should thank Dean later. On second thought, he should definitely not let him know that he had ever set foot here.
Cheryl coughed a little to catch his attention, her plum coloured lips forming a small, encouraging smile. “There’s no need to be nervous, Harry, I’m only here to help you find a great match.”
“Oh, yes, sorry, I’ve just-”
“You’ve never done this before?” She asked helpfully.
Harry grinned sheepishly. “Is it that obvious?”
“You’re not the first one, I can assure you.”
Harry had to admit that a bit of joking was absolutely a great way to ease some of the tension.
“Regarding our catalogue, you must know that we do not include photographs, for privacy reasons, but you will receive a detailed description of their personality and appearance approved by either me or another colleague. In case someone catches your interest and you would like to schedule an appointment, you must sign the contract. It is to ensure that both you and your chosen partner will treat this matter privately. Your future partner will have to sign the same contract, of course.”
It was a lot to take in. Harry wasn’t exactly happy that there would be no pictures. However it was not the right time to be picky, which reminded him to share his case with Cheryl.
“Actually, I know this is very late, but I need a date for tomorrow. For the weekend. I’m attending a wedding.”
Cheryl frowned. “I am truly sorry, but in such a short notice-”
“It’s an emergency. I’m willing to pay double and take whoever is free for the weekend.” Harry hoped he didn’t sound too desperate. “I only need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend, so I can introduce him to my friends.”
Cheryl was thinking hard, Harry could tell. He did his best to look hopeful and soon, Cheryl tilted her head “Well, let me check who’s available.”
Harry could release his breath at last. “Thank you!”
She smiled politely then left for a few minutes. When she returned, she was holding three small parchments.
“They are the only ones I could get,” she said apologetically, which made Harry feel bad for a second. He was asking for a huge favour so there was no need for Cheryl to apologise.
She sat back in the chair and slid the parchments over the table. Harry grabbed the one closest and read the top. Black Flower. He quirked an eyebrow.
“We use fantasy names for all our employees. Some find it cheesy, but we prefer it to numbers. Numbers feel less personal, and we are not selling away cattle,” she explained.
Harry made a small chuckle and glanced at Cheryl. “You are absolutely right.”
He quickly read the description but knew he wouldn’t choose this one after he saw that the age was 20. Way too young. He hoped the two others would be older, or else he would have to go with this, or even worse, with no one. There had to be an acceptable one among those two.
Velvet Snake and Furry Owl.
Harry refrained from rolling his eyes. Yes, the names were definitely cheesy, and he nearly winced when he read them, but this was not the time to be judgemental. Velvet Snake appeared to be a bit of a snob but Furry Owl liked celebrity gossip, so really, Harry had to choose who was the least risky.
So, either a very young one, or the snob. Harry ruled out Furry Owl real fast. Okay, he could do something about conversations but not with age, so he pointed at Velvet Snake after a bit of hesitation.
“This one. I would like him for the weekend.” It sounded very wrong but he ignored it.
Cheryl’s face lit up. “Excellent choice, Harry, I’ll inform him right away. Now, shall we sign the contract?”
*
Harry seriously considered running away and living in exile for the rest of his life. There were a lot of things that had been discussed with Cheryl, and he was still trying to wrap his head around it. His chosen partner accepted the request pretty fast, thanks Merlin, and Cheryl scheduled a meeting for them the next day, which was the pre-day of the wedding. He was assured that since Velvet Snake already said yes, it only depended on Harry whether he would go along with or not. Although Cheryl stated several times that he would not be disappointed in the man, she also made sure Harry understood he can still call it off. However, truth was, Harry had spent way too much money and energy on it to back out and since it was his last chance he didn’t really have much of a choice.
He couldn’t be that bad, after all. He was around 25, the same age as Harry, athletic and clever. He was interested in Potions which was a little odd to Harry, but apparently he liked Quidditch so surely they would have a common topic at least. He could do it, he said to himself in the mirror before grabbing his duffel bag and jacket, and Apparated to the meeting point.
It was a neat little coffee shop near King’s Cross and though Harry briefly considered meeting in someplace in the Wizarding World, he decided a Muggle place suited him better. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be a problem for his escort or partner or whatever the proper term was. Harry couldn’t really figure out how to call him in his mind since he would rather not refer to him as Velvet Snake.
He ordered a mint iced tea and sat down by the window, watching people pass by while he chewed on the red straw. He glanced at his watch. It was five minutes until eleven. He had just managed to relax a bit when the door opened and he heard an all too familiar voice which he didn’t really want to hear now, out of all situations. Looking up, his suspicion was confirmed. Draco Malfoy entered the café and went straight to the counter, leaning on it with a dashing smile as he ordered.
Harry swore under his breath in parseltongue and looked away, hoping that the Slytherin wouldn’t notice him. A whole minute passed. Then another. It was starting to cause Harry physical pain not to look at a certain way. The door didn’t open so far. There were approaching footsteps. He was very down on his luck.
As soon as Draco got his Latte Macchiato he turned and walked up to Harry, grinning slyly. Harry refrained from flinching when Draco sat at the table. He looked way too cheerful.
“Potter, how wonderful to see you!”
“Malfoy,” Harry greeted him with cool politeness. “Actually, I’m waiting for someone, so if you would-”
Draco chuckled. “Yeah, I know,” he said while he reached into his bag and pulled out a piece of parchment. It was a contract, the same one Harry had just signed a day before. “I’ve never thought I would say this, but you have great taste in men.”
Realization was a hit in the face with a brick and Harry was left gaping at Draco like a fish. “You- you’re… Velvet Snake?” Harry stuttered, bewildered.
Draco rolled his eyes. “Still not very sharp, eh?”
Harry ignored the comment. “Wha- how-why did you accept?” He was truly curious.
Draco tilted his head then let out a short laugh. “That’s funny, because I’m not really sure. Guess I just wanted to see your face when you realised. You’re gonna call it off anyway, aren’t you?”
The idea did cross Harry’s mind, but in the end he said, horrified. “No, I can’t.”
The mocking grin immediately disappeared from Draco’s face as he frowned. “You’re kidding, right?”
Harry rubbed his face with both hands before answering. “I don’t have time to find someone else.”
Draco blinked. “You’d rather pretend we’re boyfriends for a whole weekend?”
“Believe me, it pains me a lot,” Harry admitted.
“You’re joking, right? Getting back at me for all those years.”
“No, Malfoy, I’m not,” Harry said with a serious expression.
Draco buried his face into his palms. For a long minute, neither of them said anything. This was a disaster and the wedding hadn’t even started. What would everyone say? What would they think? How could he spend a whole weekend pretending to be Draco’s boyfriend? He should call it off, admit his defeat, beg Hermione not to seat him at the single’s table and-
“Fine.” Draco’s voice was a barely audible hiss, but to Harry it rang as loud as church bells. He stared at Draco, watched him remove his hands from his face and compose himself. He reached into his bag again and pulled out a parchment and a quill. “Well then, we better get to work. What’s your favourite colour?”
“Wha- what does it matter?”
Draco gave him a funny look. “These are warm up questions, Potter.”
This took a very sudden turn, Harry wasn’t sure he could follow.
Draco took sip from his coffee. “We need a cover story.”
“Cover story?” Harry echoed.
Draco looked annoyed. “Yes, Potter, a cover story. Your friends gonna ask all sort of questions about you, about us, so we better make sure we lie about the same things at least!”
“Shh, not so loud.”
“Then stop being so bloody dumb and answer the questions. What’s your favourite colour?”
Harry reluctantly replied “Red.”
��Excellent. See? It wasn’t that hard. Mine is silver. Now, are you an early bird or a night owl?”
*
“I can’t believe I’m paying for this,” Harry sighed as he parked his black Mitsubishi in the parking lot of the small mansion which Ron and Hermione rented for the event. They considered both the Burrow and their two-story house but in the end decided it was better to rent a place as it would be easier to house all guests there. There was going to be a garden party and dinner with close friends and family today and then the wedding would take place in the next day, followed by a fancy wedding reception with far more people invited. The guest list included Muggles and wizards and witches alike.
“Believe me, I’m not happy either.”
Harry glared at him. “At least you’re getting paid.”
Draco grinned smugly then gently slapped Harry on the shoulder. “C’mon, we can do this.”
“If you tell anyone-” Harry started warningly.
“Geez, Potter, stop being such an idiot. I signed a contract, a magical one, remember?”
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Draco was right. They couldn’t slip, it was just not possible. So everything depended on them and he had to admit Draco was a rather talented actor, so really, it came down to him. And he was not going to fall behind a Malfoy. He opened the door.
“Let’s just get this over with.”
“That’s the spirit!”
*
They went to the reception to check in and Harry handed over his car keys so their bags would be carried to their room while they were having fun in the garden. He showed the invitation and a man in simple grey suit lead them to the back of the mansion, into a huge park with lovely flowers and very old oak trees. It was a beautiful place to get married, Harry thought.
Most of the guests were already there, the Weasley and the Granger family, Dean and Seamus, Neville, Luna, Cho, and even Andromeda with Teddy came. Those were the people Harry instantly recognised and his stomach did a backflip.
It was like in the movies. As soon as they came close enough, the happy chit-chat died and every head turned to them. Thankfully, the music kept going, sparing Harry from the awkward silence. Draco quietly coughed and bumped his shoulder into Harry’s. Harry looked at him, a silent message passed between them, and then he linked arms with Draco.
Luna was the closest and therefore the first to greet them, dragging Ginny along.
She wrapped her arms around Harry and pulled him into a tight hug. “Harry, it’s so nice to see you,” she said and then turned to Draco. Harry’s heart skipped a beat but then Luna gave Draco a hug as well, shocking the Slytherin. “Draco, it’s great to see you, too. So, you’re Harry’s secret boyfriend?”
To Draco’s credit, it took him only a second to get his shock under control and then he flashed a dashing smile at Luna, leaning closer to whisper conspiratorially. “Not so secret anymore, I guess.”
She giggled and slapped his shoulder playfully. Harry had never thought he would witness a scene like that and judging by Ginny’s frown, she was pretty much thinking the same. Harry was suddenly proud of Draco, even though it was only an act on his behalf.
One by one, they greeted everyone and exchanged a few words, Neville being a bit wary but still shaking Draco’s hand, Mrs Weasly giving Draco a bear hug, Teddy jumping right into Draco’s arms who caught him in the last minute, nearly giving Andromeda a heart attack. It was oddly normal and Draco acted surprisingly nice. Obviously, he was bounded by the contract, but Harry still expected him to find a way to be a prick.
“Harry!” Hermione exclaimed and Harry barely had time to turn before his vision was blocked by long brown locks as Hermione gave him a hug.
“Hi, Draco,” She turned to Draco, who in one hand was holding Teddy’s and in the other, a plate full of sweets and cakes. Teddy was busy putting more food onto it, occasionally stuffing a cookie or a brownie into his mouth.
“Malfoy,” Ron said coolly. Harry didn’t like his tone, but it was understandable.
“Hi, Granger, Weasley.” Draco nodded, and gestured at his occupied hands. Harry had a feeling he didn’t mind not being able to shake hands and it made Harry a bit angry. He needed to talk to him about it later, but for now, Hermione slapped at his arm.
“Why didn’t you tell me it was Draco?” She glared at Harry accusingly and then turned to Draco, her tone apologetic. “Sorry, if I had known, I would have sent an invitation to Pansy and Blaise.”
“Um, no, thanks, it’s fine,” Draco said politely. He really didn’t need his friends to know about this, though he was fairly sure they would know it by Monday the latest when the Prophet had Potter’s face featured yet again on the front page.
“Hey man, can I talk to you for a second?” Before Harry could blink, Ron grabbed his arm and dragged him a bit farther away. Hermione shot her soon-to-be-husband a meaningful look, but Ron waved her off. Draco didn’t seem to mind and turned his attention back to Teddy, who was rather pleased with the audience.
“For Merlin’s sake, Harry, what’s going on?” Ron hissed as soon as they were out of earshot.
Harry frowned. “What? I told you it would be a surprise.”
“Stop looking so pleased, you should have given me a warning at least.”
Harry put a hand on Ron’s arm, squeezing it a little. “He’s not gonna spoil anything, don’t worry, he’s not like he was at school.” He wasn’t a hundred percent sure about the last part, but Ron didn’t need to know that.
“We’ll see about that,” said Ron dubiously, then held up a finger in warning. “One wrong look at my family and I’ll hex him into oblivion.”
“I’ll help you.”
Ron grinned, relieved that Harry hadn’t completely lost his mind. He glanced at Draco and then back at Harry. He snorted, “Malfoy, huh?”
Harry felt his ears burning and pushed his best friend out of the way with a quiet “Shut up.”
Ron’s laugh followed him.
*
The afternoon passed in a rather fine mood. A few people, namely Neville, Seamus and Cho were still a bit wary of Draco, but Harry knew it was only general dislike which started back at school, not real hate. Shockingly, Draco was nice to everyone. It was strange to see how kind and polite he could act, how he would let Teddy drag him wherever he had wanted to and how he even managed to compliment Mr Weasley’s knitted jumper without any second meaning. It was almost alarming, but Harry figured it was probably because he had expected Draco to be a total prick and it was kind of annoying to see how wrong he had been.
Dinner followed, with a simple meal of turkey and pork served with baked potatoes and fresh salad. Nothing too grandiose, that was saved for later, for the wedding. It was only a nice meal with friends and family and Harry found it wonderful.
Happy chit-chat filled the place, the conversations ranging from Ministry work to embarrassing childhood stories. Hermione was telling Dean and Seamus about the first time she took Ron to the amusement park, and by the time she was finished, Ron’s ears were burning while Dean and Seamus were practically howling with laughter. The story of Ron freaking out in a photo booth when Hermione was trying to do what normal couples do was always a good choice. It was even better since Hermione had the strip of photos, and never missed a chance to show it around. Harry had heard the story and seen the pictures at least ten times already but still chuckled politely, then turned his attention to his fake boyfriend.
“Yes, we have visited it several times and it is wonderful,” Draco agreed. He was talking to Fleur across the table and they both looked rather passionate about the topic. It was something about French gardens and statues. Fleur said something in French to which Draco replied in French and Harry had to swallow. He had no clue what they said, but to hear Draco in another language, well, it moved something inside Harry.
“Right, darling?” Draco turned to him with an affectionate smile and Harry gaped. Draco rolled his eyes, then ruffled his already messy black hair as he turned back to Fleur. “Guess he had too much champagne.”
Fleur giggled.
It was getting too much. Harry’s head was spinning and not because he was drunk. He wished he was. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t pretend this, he had no idea why he ever thought it would be a good idea and he couldn’t wrap his head around this new, all fun and kind Draco.
“I better take him outside for some fresh air.”
He was so distracted by his own distress he barely realized Draco pulling him to his feet and pulling him out of the restaurant. They didn’t stop until they were out in the garden. Draco looked around then pulled out his wand for a sound proof spell. Once he made sure it was okay, he turned to Harry, his expression familiar. This version of Draco, Harry knew.
“The hell Potter? Get yourself together or this whole thing will blow into your stupid face!” He hissed, staring at Harry with hands on his hips.
Harry shook his head, his thoughts a bit clearer now. “I can’t do this, it was a bad idea.”
“Of course it was a bad idea, it was your stupidest idea, but there’s no turning back now.”
“Look, I can’t pretend, I’m not a Sly-” he bit his tongue. He didn’t mean to be rude and make Slytherin sound like a swear word, but he couldn’t trick Draco. Draco stared at him, unimpressed.
“I’ve been called worse,” he said with a shrug, then pointed at Harry. “And you nearly got sorted into Slytherin, so you must have it in you.”
Harry grimaced. Draco was right about the first part, but he wasn’t sure about the second. A minute passed. Then another. And another. Harry was sitting on the ground, knees pulled up to his chest. He was silent. Draco couldn’t bear it any longer.
“Listen,” he started as he sat beside Harry, causing him to blink at him confused. “Stop looking at me like a house elf, Potter!”
Harry was just about to apologise, but instead he grinned. It was the old Draco and he felt strangely comfortable. He then started laughing and Draco stared at him, worried.
“Have you been cursed?”
“Sorry, I just- it’s so strange, but now, it feels like we are back at Hogwarts, fighting like two stupid teenagers.”
“We were stupid teenagers,” Draco said, then smirked smugly. “Well, you were, I was only a teenager.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Modest as ever.”
“See? You can do this. This is all we have to do back there.” Draco nodded towards the mansion.
A troubled sigh left Harry’s lips. “It’s different.”
“How so?”
“Because you’re different.”
Draco tilted his head, waiting for Harry to explain.
“You act differently. You’re nice to everyone and, and, you’re always so close to me.”
Draco furrowed his brow. “In case you forgot, I’m here to pretend to be your boyfriend. It’d look rather strange if I’m keeping my distance.”
“I know, I know, but it’s strange.”
“It makes you uncomfortable,” Draco noted quietly and Harry’s heart sank a bit at the tone. Draco wasn’t sad or angry, he said it as a matter of fact, like he was used to it. He probably was. Suddenly, Harry felt like an asshole.
“I’m sorry, it’s not because-”
“Please don’t.” Draco cut him off. He stood up and walked away. Harry could only watch as he disappeared into the building. He was the one who dragged Draco into this mess and when he was trying to help, he only managed to be a major ass. He had to fix it.
Trying to clean his mind a bit, he got to his feet.
Going inside, he almost immediately spotted Draco talking to Ginny, Luna and Cho. He started walking towards them, but Hermione blocked her way. She looked equally worried and angry.
“Did you guys fight?”
“What? No.”
Hermione narrowed her eyes and Harry suddenly felt very small. He looked away.
“Maybe,” he said quietly and before Hermione could start a lecture, he added “but it’s not really a fight, more like, I don’t know what, but it wasn’t really a fight.”
Hermione sighed. “Look, you should talk. I’ve been watching you and you’re acting weird and I can see it makes Draco feel bad. Do you,” she lowered her voice and looked around to make sure no one was close enough to hear. “Are you ashamed of him?”
The weight of her words knocked the wind out of Harry’s lungs. Was that how he was acting? Was that the impression his friends got? Was he making Draco feel that way while he was doing everything to keep his end of the bargain? If Harry felt bad before, he was devastated now.
Hermione bit her lower lip. She looked really uncomfortable. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to-”
“No, you’re right,” Harry said quickly, then shook his head. “I mean, I’m not ashamed or anything, I just, I don’t know, I was very nervous about him coming, about introducing him and I was afraid of the reactions.”
“Harry, there is no need to be afraid of that,” said Hermione with a small smile, squeezing Harry’s shoulder a little. “We’re your friends, we want you to be happy and he’s not that bad.”
Harry raised an eyebrow, not being able to mask his shock. “Really?”
A short yet loud laugh erupted from Hermione. “Really. I mean, have you seen how much Teddy likes him? And I’ve heard him speak French with Fleur and talk to Mrs Weasley about various potions to make her house plants bloom all year. Can you believe that?”
Harry blinked. There it was again, that feeling of being proud of Draco.
“Just go and sort it out. Don’t want to see your long face during my wedding.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Ron’s a bad influence on you.”
Hermione slapped his shoulder playfully, grinning. Harry grinned back and then turned away to find Malfoy only to find Ginny, Luna and Cho talking to each other. No Draco. He looked around but he was nowhere to be seen. For a terrible second, he thought he had left, but then remembered the contract. Surely, he was just cooling off somewhere or went to bed.
He was about to go check their room when Ron and Charlie appeared, dragging Harry into a heated conversation about dragons until Hermione came to the rescue, stating that if Ron had even thought of getting a dragon, she would divorce.
“Wha-? You can’t just do that!” Ron exclaimed indignantly.
“Try me,” Hermione retorted, causing Charlie to burst out laughing and that was the moment Harry slipped away. He almost reached the stairs when Percy caught up to him and Harry had to discuss the newest regulation on performing magic in front of a Muggle.
Thankfully, the evening couldn’t stretch forever as Mrs Granger kindly reminded everyone that the wedding would be tomorrow and all the guests, especially the bride, needed a beauty sleep. Harry couldn’t have agreed more, though he didn’t plan on sleeping just yet.
As he had hoped, Draco was in their room, sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall and reading. He glanced up when Harry entered and put the book down, straightening himself a bit.
“Look, I’m sorry I got angry. I know you didn’t mean it.”
Harry was taken aback. Was he dreaming? Did Draco Malfoy really just apologise to him? It was absurd, but before he could do something stupid again and offend Draco, he said “No, I should be the one apologising. I was an idiot. Sorry.”
Draco stared at him for a long moment before the corners of his lips tugged upwards into a satisfied grin. “You are an idiot.”
The insulting words were on the tip of Harry’s tongue, but he swallowed and instead settled for an eye roll.
“You know, we should work on it a bit more,” Draco said in a more serious tone while Harry went to his bag to pull out his sleeping T-shirt and sweatpants. He stopped halfway and frowned at Draco. It was his turn to roll his eyes.
“Your boyfriend skills? There will be more guests tomorrow.”
“And how do you exactly plan to work on it?”
“Like it’s normally done? Talking, for starters. We should get to know each other.”
Harry grabbed his clothes before replying “Malfoy, we’ve known each other since eleven.”
“Have we?”
Harry paused to consider. Slowly, he turned around and with a sigh, admitted “You know what? You’re right.”
“I am always right.”
“Why do you have to be so annoying?”
Draco snorted, but a small grin was playing across his features. “I’ve spent most of the day acting nice. Give me a break.”
Harry started laughing and sat on the bed. This, he could do. “Okay, talking. What should we talk about?”
“Well, we already discussed the most basic stuff, so nothing in particular. Just tell me something you like,” said Draco with a shrug.
Harry nodded and opened his mouth, then closed. His mind went blank. What did he like? He had no idea what to talk about. Obviously, Draco saw that, because after two eternally long minutes he scoffed.
“You know what? I’ll start.”
He was stuck as well.
They exchanged a look and then both started laughing.
Draco shook his head, unable to wipe the grin off his face. “Merlin’s bollocks, we’re bad at this.”
Harry had to agree and suggested “You wanna watch some trash telly?”
Draco breathed out relieved. “Gods, yes.”
It was as good a start as any.
Two and a half hours later they were both lying on the bed, Harry in his PJs while Draco still fully dressed, a bag of apple rings and several opened boxes of chocolate frogs between them. They were both rather tired, but none of them could stop talking.
“I can’t believe you didn’t at least suspect he was the killer,” Harry shook his head, chewing on an apple ring.
“What? How would I? He looked really innocent!” Draco claimed and threw an empty paper box at him. Harry ducked with a grin and retorted “That’s exactly why he was suspicious!”
“That police woman was far more suspicious.”
“Yeah, they wanted to make you think she was the murderer, so you wouldn’t guess correctly.”
“Damn this bloody Muggles,” Draco hissed and bit off a head of a chocolate frog ferociously.
Harry chuckled. “It’s because you’re just scratching the surface of the wonders of Muggle TV shows. You’ll know better, once you watched a lot.” An idea popped up in his mind and he sat up excitedly, knocking a few sweets aside. “Hey, you know what? You should totally watch this kinda new TV show, it’s called How to get away with murder. It’ll blow your brains!”
Draco tilted his head dubiously. “Well that doesn’t sound very reassuring.”
“Just give it a try, it’s awesome, I swear.”
Draco laughed. “Fine, okay, I will. But now we should really get some sleep. Granger will kill us if we oversleep.”
Harry waved him off. “Nah, she wouldn’t ruin her wedding. She would kill us afterwards.”
Draco pursed his lips a little while thinking, then asked in feigned worry “She grew up watching these crime shows, didn’t she?”
For a moment, Harry stared at him shocked and Draco thought he had messed it all up, but then Harry’s mouth opened and he burst out laughing, rolling onto his stomach on the bed. Draco started laughing as well, though in a more sophisticated way.
“Shit, Draco, I can’t believe you just said that,” Harry said once he managed to calm down. He had to wipe the corner of his eyes.
Draco simply grinned then threw a pillow into his face. “Go to sleep, Potter.”
He grabbed a blanket from the edge of the bed and pulled it over himself, turning away to face the door. For a long moment, Harry stared at him, unable to wipe his stupid grin off, then quickly cleaned up the sweets and papers before taking another blanket and climbing under it.
He couldn’t believe he became friends with Draco. Pretending boyfriends would be easier next day, or so he thought.
*
“Aguamenti!”
Harry bolted upright, gasping for air as icy water splashed into his face.
“What the hell, Draco?!” He coughed, hastily murmuring a warming and drying spell then glaring at Draco.
“I transformed your pillow into a rat first,” he shrugged, then grinned. “Guess it wasn’t drastic enough. Merlin’s beard, where do you live? Are you used to rats?”
“Well, I slept with you!” Harry retorted then froze a second later, when he realized the meaning of his words. Draco was staring at him wide-eyed, though his grin was still plastered on his face. Harry felt his cheeks starting to burn. “Err, I mean-”
With a sneer, Draco threw a wet towel into Harry’s face. “You wish, Potter.” He stood up and went back to the bathroom to comb his hair. Harry watched him leave, noting that Draco was swaying his hips just a bit more than necessary for walking. He swallowed. This shouldn’t be happening. He was so screwed.
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Doug Casey was one of earliest authors I read during my awakening. The ideas he laid out were shocking to me at the time, but they were compelling because they made sense after years of accepting ideas that didn’t make sense. …P.D.
Justin’s note: Earlier this year, Fed Chair Janet Yellen explained how she doesn’t think we’ll have another financial crisis “in our lifetimes.” It’s a crazy idea. After all, it feels like the U.S. is long overdue for a major crisis. Below, Doug Casey shares his take on this. It’s one of the most important discussions we’ve had all year.
(If you missed the first two interviews from this series, you can catch up here and here.)
Justin: Doug, I know you disagree with Yellen. But I’m wondering why she would even say this? Has she lost her mind?
Doug: Listening to the silly woman say that made me think we’re truly living in Bizarro World. It’s identical in tone to what stock junkies said in 1999 just before the tech bubble burst. She’s going to go down in history as the modern equivalent of Irving Fisher, who said “we’ve reached a permanent plateau of prosperity,” in 1929, just before the Great Depression started.
I don’t care that some university gave her a Ph.D., and some politicians made her Fed Chair, possibly the second most powerful person in the world. She’s ignorant of economics, ignorant of history, and clearly has no judgment about what she says for the record.
Why would she say such a thing? I guess because since she really believes throwing trillions of dollars at the banking system will create prosperity. It started with the $750 billion bailout at the beginning of the last crisis. They’ve since thrown another $4 trillion at the financial system.
All of that money has flowed into the banking system. So, the banking system has a lot of liquidity at the moment, and she thinks that means the economy is going to be fine.
Justin: Hasn’t all that liquidity made the banking system safer?
Doug: No. The whole banking system is screwed-up and unstable. It’s a gigantic accident waiting to happen.
People forgot that we now have a fractional reserve banking system. It’s very different from a classical banking system. I suspect not one person in 1,000 understands the difference…
Modern banking emerged from the goldsmithing trade of the Middle Ages. Being a goldsmith required a working inventory of precious metal, and managing that inventory profitably required expertise in buying and selling metal and storing it securely. Those capacities segued easily into the business of lending and borrowing gold, which is to say the business of lending and borrowing money.
Most people today are only dimly aware that until the early 1930s, gold coins were used in everyday commerce by the general public. In addition, gold backed most national currencies at a fixed rate of convertibility. Banks were just another business—nothing special. They were distinguished from other enterprises only by the fact they stored, lent, and borrowed gold coins, not as a sideline but as a primary business. Bankers had become goldsmiths without the hammers.
Bank deposits, until quite recently, fell strictly into two classes, depending on the preference of the depositor and the terms offered by banks: time deposits, and demand deposits. Although the distinction between them has been lost in recent years, respecting the difference is a critical element of sound banking practice.
Justin: Can you explain the difference between a time deposit and demand deposit?
Doug: Sure. With a time deposit—a savings account, in essence—a customer contracts to leave his money with the banker for a specified period. In return, he receives a specified fee (interest) for his risk, for his inconvenience, and as consideration for allowing the banker the use of the depositor’s money. The banker, secure in knowing he has a specific amount of gold for a specific amount of time, is able to lend it; he’ll do so at an interest rate high enough to cover expenses (including the interest promised to the depositor), fund a loan-loss reserve, and if all goes according to plan, make a profit.
A time deposit entails a commitment by both parties. The depositor is locked in until the due date. How could a sound banker promise to give a time depositor his money back on demand and without penalty when he’s planning to lend it out?
In the business of accepting time deposits, a banker is a dealer in credit, acting as an intermediary between lenders and borrowers. To avoid loss, bankers customarily preferred to lend on productive assets, whose earnings offered assurance that the borrower could cover the interest as it came due. And they were willing to lend only a fraction of the value of a pledged asset, to ensure a margin of safety for the principal. And only for a limited time—such as against the harvest of a crop or the sale of an inventory. And finally, only to people of known good character—the first line of defense against fraud. Long-term loans were the province of bond syndicators.
That’s time deposits.
Justin: And what about demand deposits?
Doug: Demand deposits were a completely different matter.
Demand deposits were so called because, unlike time deposits, they were payable to the customer on demand. These are the basis of checking accounts. The banker doesn’t pay interest on the money, because he supposedly never has the use of it; to the contrary, he necessarily charged the depositor a fee for:
Assuming the responsibility of keeping the money safe, available for immediate withdrawal, and…
Administering the transfer of the money if the depositor so chooses, by either writing a check or passing along a warehouse receipt that represents the gold on deposit.
An honest banker should no more lend out demand deposit money than Allied Van and Storage should lend out the furniture you’ve paid it to store. The warehouse receipts for gold were called banknotes. When a government issued them, they were called currency. Gold bullion, gold coinage, banknotes, and currency together constituted the society’s supply of transaction media. But its amount was strictly limited by the amount of gold actually available to people.
Sound principles of banking are identical to sound principles of warehousing any kind of merchandise—whether it’s autos, potatoes, or books. Or money. There’s nothing mysterious about sound banking. But banking all over the world has been fundamentally unsound since government-sponsored central banks came to dominate the financial system.
Central banks are a linchpin of today’s world financial system. By purchasing government debt, banks can allow the state—for a while—to finance its activities without taxation. On the surface, this appears to be a “free lunch.” But it’s actually quite pernicious and is the engine of currency debasement.
Central banks may seem like a permanent part of the cosmic landscape, but in fact they are a recent invention. The U.S. Federal Reserve, for instance, didn’t exist before 1913.
Justin: What changed after 1913?
Doug: In the past, when a bank created too much currency out of nothing, people eventually would notice, and a “bank run” would materialize. But when a central bank authorizes all banks to do the same thing, that’s less likely—unless it becomes known that an individual bank has made some really foolish loans.
Central banks were originally justified—especially the creation of the Federal Reserve in the US—as a device for economic stability. The occasional chastisement of imprudent bankers and their foolish customers was an excuse to get government into the banking business. As has happened in so many cases, an occasional and local problem was “solved” by making it systemic and housing it in a national institution. It’s loosely analogous to the way the government handles the problem of forest fires: extinguishing them quickly provides an immediate and visible benefit. But the delayed and forgotten consequence of doing so is that it allows decades of deadwood to accumulate. Now when a fire starts, it can be a once-in-a-century conflagration.
Justin: This isn’t just a problem in the US, either.
Doug: Right. Banking all over the world now operates on a “fractional reserve” system. In our earlier example, our sound banker kept a 100% reserve against demand deposits: he held one ounce of gold in his vault for every one-ounce banknote he issued. And he could only lend the proceeds of time deposits, not demand deposits. A “fractional reserve” system can’t work in a free market; it has to be legislated. And it can’t work where banknotes are redeemable in a commodity, such as gold; the banknotes have to be “legal tender” or strictly paper money that can be created by fiat.
The fractional reserve system is why banking is more profitable than normal businesses. In any industry, rich average returns attract competition, which reduces returns. A banker can lend out a dollar, which a businessman might use to buy a widget. When that seller of the widget re-deposits the dollar, a banker can lend it out at interest again. The good news for the banker is that his earnings are compounded several times over. The bad news is that, because of the pyramided leverage, a default can cascade. In each country, the central bank periodically changes the percentage reserve (theoretically, from 100% down to 0% of deposits) that banks must keep with it, according to how the bureaucrats in charge perceive the state of the economy.
Justin: How can a default cascade under the fractional reserve banking system?
Doug: A bank with, say, $1,000 of capital might take in $20,000 of deposits. With a 10% reserve, it will lend out $19,000—but that money is redeposited in the system. Then 90% of that $19,000 is also lent out, and so forth. Eventually, the commercial bank can create hundreds of thousands of loans. If only a small portion of them default, it will wipe out the original $20,000 of deposits—forget about the bank’s capital.
That’s the essence of the problem. But, in the meantime, before the inevitable happens, the bank is coining money. And all the borrowers are thrilled with having dollars.
Justin: Are there measures in place to prevent bank runs?
Doug: In the US and most other places, protection against runs on banks isn’t provided by sound practices, but by laws. In 1934, to restore confidence in commercial banks, the US government instituted the Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation (FDIC) deposit insurance in the amount of $2,500 per depositor per bank, eventually raising coverage to today’s $250,000. In Europe, €100,000 is the amount guaranteed by the state.
FDIC insurance covers about $9.3 trillion of deposits, but the institution has assets of only $25 billion. That’s less than one cent on the dollar. I’ll be surprised if the FDIC doesn’t go bust and need to be recapitalized by the government. That money—many billions—will likely be created out of thin air by selling Treasury debt to the Fed.
The fractional reserve banking system, with all of its unfortunate attributes, is critical to the world’s financial system as it is currently structured. You can plan your life around the fact the world’s governments and central banks will do everything they can to maintain confidence in the financial system. To do so, they must prevent a deflation at all costs. And to do that, they will continue printing up more dollars, pounds, euros, yen, and what-have-you.
Justin: It sounds like the banking system is more fragile than it was a decade ago…not stronger.
Doug: Correct. So, Yellen isn’t just delusional. As I said before, she has no grasp whatsoever of basic economics.
Her comments remind me of what Ben Bernanke said in May 2007.
We believe the effect of the troubles in the subprime sector on the broader housing market will likely be limited, and we do not expect significant spillovers from the subprime market to the rest of the economy or to the financial system.
A few months later, the entire financial system started to unravel. You would have actually lost a fortune if you listened to Bernanke back then.
Justin: I take it investors shouldn’t listen to Yellen, either?
Doug: No. These people are all academics. They don’t have any experience in the real world. They’ve never been in business. They were taught to believe in Keynesian notions. These people have no idea what they’re talking about.
The Fed itself serves no useful purpose. It should be abolished.
But people look up to authority figures, and “experts.” The average guy has other things on his mind.
Justin: So if Yellen’s wrong, what should investors prepare for? How will the coming crisis be different from what we saw in 2007–2008?
Doug: Well, as you know, the Fed has dropped interest rates to near zero. I used to think it was metaphysically impossible for rates to drop below zero. But the European and Japanese central banks have done it.
The other thing they did was create megatons of money out of thin air. This hasn’t just happened in the U.S., either. Central banks around the world have printed up trillions of currency units.
How many more can they print at this point? I guess we’ll find out. Plus, it’s not like these dollars have gone to the retail economy the way they did during the “great inflation” of the ’70s. This time they went straight into the financial system. They’ve created bubbles everywhere.
That’s why the next crisis is going to be far more serious than what we saw a decade ago.
Justin: Is there anything the Fed can do to stop this? What would you do if you were running the Fed?
Doug: I’ve been saying for years that I would abolish the Fed, end the fractional reserve system, and default on the national debt. But would I actually do any of those things? No. I wouldn’t. I pity the poor fool who allows the rotten structure to collapse on his watch. Perish the thought of bringing it down in a controlled demolition.
They would literally crucify the person who did this…even if it was good for the economy in the long run. Which it would be.
So, these people are going to keep doing what they’ve been doing. They’re hoping that, if they kick the can down the road, something magic will happen. Maybe friendly aliens will land on the roof of the White House and cure everything.
Justin: So, they can’t stop what’s coming?
Doug: The whole financial system is on the ragged edge of a collapse at this point.
All these paper currencies all around the world could lose their value together. They’re all based on the dollar quite frankly. None of them are tied to any commodity.
They have no value in and of themselves, aside from being mediums of exchange. They’re all just floating abstractions, based on nothing.
When we exit the eye of this financial hurricane, and go into the storm’s trailing edge, it’s going to be something for the history books written in the future.
Justin: Thanks for taking the time to speak with me about this today, Doug.
Doug: My pleasure.
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