Ulysses by James Joyce
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page 186 of 1080 (17%)
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--If you want to draw the cashier is just going to lunch, he said,
pointing backward with his thumb. --Did you? Hynes asked. --Mm, Mr Bloom said. Look sharp and you'll catch him. --Thanks, old man, Hynes said. I'll tap him too. He hurried on eagerly towards the FREEMAN'S JOURNAL. Three bob I lent him in Meagher's. Three weeks. Third hint. WE SEE THE CANVASSER AT WORK Mr Bloom laid his cutting on Mr Nannetti's desk. --Excuse me, councillor, he said. This ad, you see. Keyes, you remember? Mr Nannetti considered the cutting awhile and nodded. --He wants it in for July, Mr Bloom said. The foreman moved his pencil towards it. --But wait, Mr Bloom said. He wants it changed. Keyes, you see. He wants two keys at the top. |
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