Hepasseditalongthetabletowardstheoldwoman，saying：
Asknothingmoreofme，sweet。AllIcangiveyouIgive。Stephenlaidthecoininheruneagerhand。
We’llowetwopence，hesaid。
Timeenough，sir，shesaid，takingthecoin。Timeenough。Goodmorning，sir。
Shecurtseyedandwentout，followedbyBuckMulligan’stenderchant：Heartofmyheart，wereitmore，Morewouldbelaidatyourfeet。HeturnedtoStephenandsaid：
Seriously，Dedalus。I’mstony。Hurryouttoyourschoolkipandbringusbacksomemoney。Todaythebardsmustdrinkandjunket。Irelandexpectsthateverymanthisdaywilldohisduty。
Thatremindsme，Hainessaid，rising，thatIhavetovisityournationallibrarytoday。
Ourswimfirst，BuckMulligansaid。
HeturnedtoStephenandaskedblandly：
Isthisthedayforyourmonthlywash，Kinch？
ThenhesaidtoHaines：
Theuncleanbardmakesapointofwashingonceamonth。
AllIrelandiswashedbythegulfstream，Stephensaidashelethoneytrickleoverasliceoftheloaf。
Hainesfromthecornerwherehewasknottingeasilyascarfabouttheloosecollarofhistennisshirtspoke：
Iintendtomakeacollectionofyoursayingsifyouwillletme。
Speakingtome。Theywashandtubandscrub。Agenbiteofinwit。Conscience。
Yethere’saspot。
ThatoneaboutthecrackedlookingglassofaservantbeingthesymbolofIrishartisdeucedgood。
BuckMulligankickedStephen’sfootunderthetableandsaidwithwarmthoftone：
WaittillyouhearhimonHamlet，Haines。
Well，Imeanit，Hainessaid，stillspeakingtoStephen。Iwasjustthinkingofitwhenthatpooroldcreaturecamein。
WouldImakemoneybyit？Stephenasked。
Haineslaughedand，ashetookhissoftgreyhatfromtheholdfastofthehammock，said：
Idon’tknow，I’msure。
Hestrolledouttothedoorway。BuckMulliganbentacrosstoStephenandsaidwithcoarsevigour：
Youputyourhoofinitnow。Whatdidyousaythatfor？
Well？Stephensaid。Theproblemistogetmoney。Fromwhom？Fromthemilkwomanorfromhim。It’satossup，Ithink。
Iblowhimoutaboutyou，BuckMulligansaid，andthenyoucomealongwithyourlousyleerandyourgloomyjesuitjibes。
Iseelittlehope，Stephensaid，fromherorfromhim。
BuckMulligansighedtragicallyandlaidhishandonStephen’sarm。
Fromme，Kinch，hesaid。
Inasuddenlychangedtoneheadded：
TotellyoutheGod’struthIthinkyou’reright。Damnallelsetheyaregoodfor。Whydon’tyouplaythemasIdo？Tohellwiththemall。Letusgetoutofthekip。
Hestoodup，gravelyungirdledanddisrobedhimselfofhisgown，sayingresignedly：
Mulliganisstrippedofhisgarments。
Heemptiedhispocketsontothetable。
There’syoursnotrag，hesaid。
Andputtingonhisstiffcollarandrebellioustie，hespoketothem，chidingthem，andtohisdanglingwatchchain。Hishandsplungedandrummagedinhistrunkwhilehecalledfor-acleanhandkerchief。Agenbiteofinwit。
God，we’llsimplyhavetodressthecharacter。Iwantpuceglovesandgreenboots。Contradiction。DoIcontradictmyself？Verywellthen，Icontradictmyself。MercurialMalachi。Alimpblackmissileflewoutofhistalkinghands。
Andthere’syourLatinquarterhat，hesaid。
Stephenpickeditupandputiton：Hainescalledtothemfromthedoorway：
Areyoucoming，youfellows？
I’mready，BuckMulligananswered，goingtowardsthedoor。Comeout，Kinch。Youhaveeatenallweleft，Isuppose。Resignedhepassedoutwithgravewordsandgait，saying，wellnighwithsorrow：
AndgoingforthhemetButterly。
Stephen，takinghisashplantfromitsleaningplace，followedthemoutand，astheywentdowntheladder，pulledtotheslowirondoorandlockedit。Heputthehugekeyinhisinnerpocket。
AtthefootoftheladderBuckMulliganasked：
Didyoubringthekey？
Ihaveit，Stephensaid，precedingthem。
Hewalkedon。BehindhimheheardBuckMulliganclubwithhisheavybathtoweltheleadershootsoffernsorgrasses。
Down，sir。Howdareyou，sir？Hainesasked：
Doyoupayrentforthistower？
Twelvequid，BuckMulligansaid。
Tothesecretaryofstateforwar，Stephenaddedoverhisshoulder。
TheyhaltedwhileHainessurveyedthetowerandsaidatlast：
Ratherbleakinwintertime，Ishouldsay。Martelloyoucallit？
BillyPitthadthembuilt，BuckMulligansaid，whentheFrenchwereonthesea。Butoursistheomphalos。
WhatisyourideaofHamlet？HainesaskedStephen。
No，no，BuckMulliganshoutedinpain。I’mnotequaltoThomasAquinasandthefiftyfivereasonshehasmadetopropitup。WaittillIhaveafewpintsinmefirst。
HeturnedtoStephen，sayingashepulleddownneatlythepeaksofhisprimrosewaistcoat：
Youcouldn’tmanageitunderthreepints，Kinch，couldyou？
Ithaswaitedsolong，Stephensaidlistlessly，itcanwaitlonger。
Youpiquemycuriosity，Hainessaidamiably。Isitsomeparadox？
Pooh！BuckMulligansaid。WehavegrownoutofWildeandparadoxes。
It’squitesimple。HeprovesbyalgebrathatHamlet’sgrandsonisShakespeare’sgrandfatherandthathehimselfistheghostofhisownfather。
What？Hainessaid，beginningtopointatStephen。Hehimself？
BuckMulliganslunghistowelstolewiseroundhisneckand，bendinginlooselaughter，saidtoStephen’sear：
O，shadeofKinchtheelder！Japhetinsearchofafather！
We’realwaystiredinthemorning，StephensaidtoHaines。Anditisratherlongtotell。
BuckMulligan，walkingforwardagain，raisedhishands。
ThesacredpintalonecanunbindthetongueofDedalus，hesaid。
Imeantosay，HainesexplainedtoStephenastheyfollowed，thistowerandthesecliffshereremindmesomehowofElsinore。Thatbeetleso’erhisbaseintothesea，isn’tit？
BuckMulliganturnedsuddenlyforaninstanttowardsStephenbutdidnotspeak。InthebrightsilentinstantStephensawhisownimageincheapdustymourningbetweentheirgayattires。
It’sawonderfultale，Hainessaid，bringingthemtohaltagain。
Eyes，paleastheseathewindhadfreshened，paler，firmandprudent。
Theseas’ruler，hegazedsouthwardoverthebay，emptysaveforthesmokeplumeofthemailboat，vagueonthebrightskyline，andasailtackingbytheMuglins。
Ireadatheologicalinterpretationofitsomewhere，hesaidbemused。
TheFatherandtheSonidea。TheSonstrivingtobeatonedwiththeFather。
BuckMulliganatonceputonablithebroadlysmilingface。Helookedatthem，hiswellshapedmouthopenhappily，hiseyes，fromwhichhehadsuddenlywithdrawnallshrewdsense，blinkingwithmadgaiety。Hemovedadoll’sheadtoandfro，thebrimsofhisPanamahatquivering，andbegantochantinaquiethappyfoolishvoice：I’mthequeerestyoungfellowthateveryouheard。
Mymother’sajew，myfather’sabird。
WithJosephthejoinerIcannotagree，Sohere’stodisciplesandCalvary。Heheldupaforefingerofwarning。IfanyonethinksthatIamn’tdivineHe’llgetnofreedrinkswhenI’mmakingthewineButhavetodrinkwaterandwishitwereplainThatImakewhenthewinebecomeswateragain。HetuggedswiftlyatStephen’sashplantinfarewelland，runningforwardtoabrowofthecliff，flutteredhishandsathissideslikefinsorwingsofoneabouttoriseintheair，andchanted：Goodbye，now，goodbye。WritedownallIsaidAndtellTom，DickandHarryIrosefromthedead。
What’sbredinthebonecannotfailmetoflyAndOlivet’sbreezy……Goodbye，now，goodbye。Hecaperedbeforethemdowntowardsthefortyfoothole，flutteringhiswinglikehands，leapingnimbly，Mercury’shatquiveringinthefreshwindthatborebacktothemhisbriefbirdlikecries。
Haines，whohadbeenlaughingguardedly，walkedonbesideStephenandsaid：
Weoughtn’ttolaugh，Isuppose。He’sratherblasphemous。I’mnotabelievermyself，thatistosay。Stillhisgaietytakestheharmoutofitsomehow，doesn’tit？Whatdidhecallit？JosephtheJoiner？
TheballadofJokingJesus，Stephenanswered。
O，Hainessaid，youhavehearditbefore？
Threetimesaday，aftermeals，Stephensaiddrily。
You’renotabeliever，areyou？Hainesasked。Imean，abelieverinthenarrowsenseoftheword。CreationfromnothingandmiraclesandapersonalGod。
There’sonlyonesenseoftheword，itseemstome，Stephensaid。
Hainesstoppedtotakeoutasmoothsilvercaseinwhichtwinkledagreenstone。Hesprangitopenwithhisthumbandofferedit。
Thankyou，Stephensaid，takingacigarette。
Haineshelpedhimselfandsnappedthecaseto。Heputitbackinhissidepocketandtookfromhiswaistcoatpocketanickeltinderbox，sprangitopentoo，and，havinglithiscigarette，heldtheflamingspunktowardsStephenintheshellofhishands。
Yes，ofcourse，hesaid，astheywentonagain。Eitheryoubelieveoryoudon’t，isn’tit？PersonallyIcouldn’tstomachthatideaofapersonalGod。Youdon’tstandforthat，Isuppose？
Youbeholdinme，Stephensaidwithgrimdispleasure，ahorribleexampleoffreethought。
Hewalkedon，waitingtobespokento，trailinghisashplantbyhisside。Itsferrulefollowedlightlyonthepath，squealingathisheels。
Myfamiliar，afterme，callingSteeeeeeeeeephen。Awaveringlinealongthepath。Theywillwalkonittonight，cominghereinthedark。Hewantsthatkey。Itismine，Ipaidtherent。NowIeathissaltbread。Givehimthekeytoo。All。Hewillaskforit。Thatwasinhiseyes。
Afterall，Hainesbegan……
Stephenturnedandsawthatthecoldgazewhichhadmeasuredhimwasnotallunkind。
Afterall，Ishouldthinkyouareabletofreeyourself。Youareyourownmaster，itseemstome。
Iamtheservantoftwomasters，Stephensaid，anEnglishandanItalian。
Italian？Hainessaid。
Acrazyqueen，oldandjealous。Kneeldownbeforeme。
Andathird，Stephensaid，thereiswhowantsmeforoddjobs。
Italian？Hainessaidagain。Whatdoyoumean？
TheimperialBritishstate，Stephenanswered，hiscolourrising，andtheholyRomancatholicandapostolicchurch。
Hainesdetachedfromhisunderlipsomefibresoftobaccobeforehespoke。
Icanquiteunderstandthat，hesaidcalmly。AnIrishmanmustthinklikethat，Idaresay。WefeelinEnglandthatwehavetreatedyouratherunfairly。Itseemshistoryistoblame。
TheproudpotenttitlesclangedoverStephen’smemorythetriumphoftheirbrazenbells：etunamsanctamcatholicametapostolicamecclesiam：
theslowgrowthandchangeofriteanddogmalikehisownrarethoughts，achemistryofstars。SymboloftheapostlesinthemassforpopeMarcellus，thevoicesblended，singingaloneloudinaffirmation：andbehindtheirchantthevigilantangelofthechurchmilitantdisarmedandmenacedherheresiarchs。Ahordeofheresiesfleeingwithmitresawry：PhotiusandthebroodofmockersofwhomMulliganwasone，andArius，warringhislifelongupontheconsubstantialityoftheSonwiththeFather，andValentine，spurningChrist’sterrenebody，andthesubtleAfricanheresiarchSabelliuswhoheldthattheFatherwasHimselfHisownSon。WordsMulliganhadspokenamomentsinceinmockerytothestranger。Idlemockery。Thevoidawaitssurelyallthemthatweavethewind：amenace，adisarmingandaworstingfromthoseembattledangelsofthechurch，Michael’shost，whodefendhereverinthehourofconflictwiththeirlancesandtheirshields。