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Buck
Mulligan
’
s
voice
sang
from
within
the
tower
.
It
came
nearer
up
the
staircase
,
calling
again
.
Stephen
,
still
trembling
at
his
soul
’
s
cry
,
heard
warm
running
sunlight
and
in
the
air
behind
him
friendly
words
.
—
Dedalus
,
come
down
,
like
a
good
mosey
.
Breakfast
is
ready
.
Haines
is
apologising
for
waking
us
last
night
.
It
’
s
all
right
.
—
I
’
m
coming
,
Stephen
said
,
turning
.
—
Do
,
for
Jesus
’
sake
,
Buck
Mulligan
said
.
For
my
sake
and
for
all
our
sakes
.
His
head
disappeared
and
reappeared
.
—
I
told
him
your
symbol
of
Irish
art
.
He
says
it
’
s
very
clever
.
Touch
him
for
a
quid
,
will
you
?
A
guinea
,
I
mean
.
—
I
get
paid
this
morning
,
Stephen
said
.
—
The
school
kip
?
Buck
Mulligan
said
.
How
much
?
Four
quid
?
Lend
us
one
.
—
If
you
want
it
,
Stephen
said
.
—
Four
shining
sovereigns
,
Buck
Mulligan
cried
with
delight
.
We
’
ll
have
a
glorious
drunk
to
astonish
the
druidy
druids
.
Four
omnipotent
sovereigns
.
