尤利西斯-第212章

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tudies　at　the　table　in　there　for　all　the　scribbling　he　does　at　it　and　if　he　wants　to　read　in　bed　in　the　morning　like　me　as　hes　making　the　breakfast　for　I　he　can　make　it　for　2　Im　sure　Im　not　going　to　take　in　lodgers　off　the　street　for　him　if　he　takes　a　gesabo　of　a　house　like　this　Id　love　to　have　a　long　talk　with　an　intelligent　well…educated　person　Id　have　to　get　a　nice　pair　of　red　slippers　like　those　Turks　with　the　fez　used　to　sell　or　yellow　and　a　nice　semitransparent　morning　gown　that　I　badly　want　or　a　peachblossom　dressing　jacket　like　the　one　long　ago　in　Walpoles　only　8/6　or　18/6　Ill　just　give　him　one　more　chance　Ill　get　up　early　in　the　morning　Im　sick　of　Cohens　old　bed　in　any　case　I　might　go　over　to　the　markets　to　see　all　the　vegetables　and　cabbages　and　tomatoes　and　carrots　and　all　kinds　of　splendid　fruits　all　ing　in　lovely　and　fresh　who　knows　whod　be　the　1st　man　Id　meet　theyre　out　looking　for　it　in　the　morning　Mamy　Dillon　used　to　say　they　are　and　the　night　too　that　was　her　massgoing　Id　love　a　big　juicy　pear　now　to　melt　in　your　mouth　like　when　I　used　to　be　in　the　longing　way　then　Ill　throw　him　up　his　eggs　and　tea　in　the　moustachecup　she　gave　him　to　make　his　mouth　bigger　I　suppose　hed　like　my　nice　cream　too　I　know　what　Ill　do　Ill　go　about　rather　gay　not　too　much　singing　a　bit　now　and　then　mi　fa　pieti　Masetto　then　Ill　start　dressing　myself　to　go　out　presto　non　son　pill　forte　Ill　put　on　my　best　shift　and　drawers　let　him　have　a　good　eyeful　out　of　that　to　make　his　micky　stand　for　him　Ill　let　him　know　if　thats　what　he　wanted　that　his　wife　is　fucked　yes　and　damn　well　fucked　too　up　to　my　neck　nearly　not　by　him　5　or　6　times　handrunning　theres　the　mark　of　his　spunk　on　the　clean　sheet　I　wouldnt　bother　to　even　iron　it　out　that　ought　to　satisfy　him　if　you　dont　believe　me　feel　my　belly　unless　I　made　him　stand　there　and　put　him　into　me　Ive　a　mind　to　tell　him　every　scrap　and　make　him　do　it　in　front　of　me　serve　him　right　its　all　his　own　fault　if　I　am　an　adulteress　as　the　thing　in　the　gallery　said　O　much　about　it　if　thats　all　the　harm　ever　we　did　in　this　vale　of　tears　God　knows　its　not　much　doesnt　everybody　only　they　hide　it　I　suppose　thats　what　a　woman　is　supposed　to　be　there　for　or　He　wouldnt　have　made　us　the　way　He　did　so　attractive　to　men　then　if　he　wants　to　kiss　my　bottom　Ill　drag　open　my　drawers　and　bulge　it　right　out　in　his　face　as　large　as　life　he　can　stick　his　tongue　7　miles　up　my　hole　as　hes　there　my　brown　part　then　Ill　tell　him　I　want　#1　or　perhaps　30/…　Ill　tell　him　I　want　to　buy　underclothes　then　if　he　gives　me　that　well　he　wont　be　too　bad　I　dont　want　to　soak　it　all　out　of　him　like　other　women　do　I　could　often　have　written　out　a　fine　cheque　for　myself　and　write　his　name　on　it　for　a　couple　of　pounds　a　few　times　he　forgot　to　lock　it　up　besides　he　wont　spend　it　Ill　let　him　do　it　off　on　me　behind　provided　he　doesnt　smear　all　my　good　drawers　O　I　suppose　that　cant　be　helped　Ill　do　the　indifferent　I　or　2　questions　Ill　know　by　the　answers　when　hes　like　that　he　cant　keep　a　thing　back　I　know　every　turn　in　him　Ill　tighten　my　bottom　well　and　let　out　a　few　smutty　words　smellrump　or　lick　my　shit　or　the　first　mad　thing　es　into　my　head　then　Ill　suggest　about　yes　O　wait　now　sonny　my　turn　is　ing　Ill　be　quite　gay　and　friendly　over　it　O　but　I　was　forgetting　this　bloody　pest　of　a　thing　pfooh　you　wouldn't　know　which　to　laugh　or　cry　were　such　a　mixture　of　plum　and　apple　no　Ill　have　to　wear　the　old　things　so　much　the　better　itll　be　more　pointed　hell　never　know　whether　he　did　it　nor　not　there　thats　good　enough　for　you　any　old　thing　at　all　then　Ill　wipe　him　off　me　just　like　a　business　his　omission　then　Ill　go　out　Ill　have　him　eyeing　up　at　the　ceiling　where　is　she　gone　now　make　him　want　me　thats　the　only　way　a　quarter　after　what　an　unearthly　hour　I　suppose　theyre　just　getting　up　in　China　now　bing　out　their　pigtails　for　the　day　well　soon　have　the　nuns　ringing　the　angelus　theyve　nobody　ing　in　to　spoil　their　sleep　except　an　odd　priest　or　two　for　his　night　office　the　alarmclock　next　door　at　cockshout　clattering　the　brains　out　of　itself　let　me　see　if　I　can　dose　off　1　2　3　4　5　what　kind　of　flowers　are　those　they　invented　like　the　stars　the　wallpaper　in　Lombard　street　was　much　nicer　the　apron　he　gave　me　was　like　that　something　only　I　only　wore　it　twice　better　lower　this　lamp　and　try　again　so　as　I　can　get　up　early　Ill　go　to　Lambes　there　beside　Findlaters　and　get　them　to　send　us　some　flowers　to　put　about　the　place　in　case　he　brings　him　home　tomorrow　today　I　mean　no　no　Fridays　an　unlucky　day　first　I　want　to　do　the　place　up　someway　the　dust　grows　in　it　I　think　while　Im　asleep　then　we　can　have　music　and　cigarettes　I　can　acpany　him　first　I　must　clean　the　keys　of　the　piano　with　milk　whatll　I　wear　shall　I　wear　a　white　rose　or　those　fairy　cakes　in　Liptons　I　love　the　smell　of　a　rich　big　shop　at　71/2d　a　lb　or　the　other　ones　with　the　cherries　in　them　and　the　pinky　sugar　lid　a　couple　of　lbs　of　course　a　nice　plant　for　the　middle　of　the　table　Id　get　that　cheaper　in　wait　wheres　this　I　saw　them　not　long　ago　I　love　flowers　Id　love　to　have　the　whole　place　swimming　in　roses　God　of　heaven　theres　nothing　like　nature　the　wild　mountains　then　the　sea　and　the　waves　rushing　then　the　beautiful　country　with　fields　of　oats　and　wheat　and　all　kinds　of　things　and　all　the　fine　cattle　going　about　that　would　do　your　heart　good　to　see　rivers　and　lakes　and　flowers　all　sorts　of　shapes　and　smells　and　colours　springing　up　even　out　of　the　ditches　primroses　and　violets　nature　it　is　as　for　them　saying　theres　no　God　I　wouldnt　give　a　snap　of　my　two　fingers　for　all　their　learning　why　dont　they　go　and　create　something　I　often　asked　him　atheists　or　whatever　they　call　themselves　go　and　wash　the　cobbles　off　themselves　first　then　they　go　howling　for　the　priest　and　they　dying　and　why　why　because　theyre　afraid　of　hell　on　account　of　their　bad　conscience　ah　yes　I　know　them　well　who　was　the　first　person　in　the　universe　before　there　was　anybody　that　made　it　all　who　ah　that　they　dont　know　neither　do　I　so　there　you　are　they　might　as　well　try　to　stop　the　sun　from　rising　tomorrow　the　sun　shines　for　you　he　said　the　day　we　were　lying　among　the　rhododendrons　on　Howth　head　in　the　grey　tweed　suit　and　his　straw　hat　the　day　I　got　him　to　propose　to　me　yes　first　I　gave　him　the　bit　of　seedcake　out　of　my　mouth　and　it　was　leapyear　like　now　yes　16　years　ago　my　God　after　that　long　kiss　I　near　lost　my　breath　yes　he　said　was　a　flower　of　the　mountain　yes　so　we　are　flowers　all　a　womans　body　yes　that　was　one　true　thing　he　said　in　his　life　and　the　sun　shines　for　you　today　yes　that　was　why　I　liked　him　because　I　saw　he　understood　or　felt　what　a　woman　is　and　I　knew　I　could　always　get　round　him　and　I　gave　him　all　the　pleasure　I　could　leading　him　on　till　he　asked　me　to　say　yes　and　I　wouldnt　answer　first　only　looked　out　over　the　sea　and　the　sky　I　was　thinking　of　so　many　things　he　didnt　know　of　Mulvey　and　Mr　Stanhope　and　Hester　and　father　and　old　captain　Groves　and　the　sailors　playing　all　birds　fly　and　I　say　stoop　and　washing　up　dishes　they　called　it　on　the　pier　and　the　sentry　in　front　of　the　governors　house　with　the　thing　round　his　white　helmet　poor　devil　half　roasted　and　the　Spanish　girls　laughing　in　their　shawls　and　their　tall　bs　and　the　auctions　in　the　morning　the　Greeks　and　the　jews　and　the　Arabs　and　the　devil　knows　who　else　from　all　the　ends　of　Europe　and　Duke　street　and　the　fowl　market　all　clucking　outside　Larby　Sharans　and　the　poor　donkeys　slipping　half　asleep　and　the　vague　fellows　in　the　cloaks　asleep　in　the　shade　on　the　steps　and　the　big　wheels　of　the　carts　of　the　bulls　and　the　old　castle　thousands　of　years　old　yes　and　those　handsome　Moors　all　in　white　and　turbans　like　kings　asking　you　to　sit　down　in　their　little　bit　of　a　shop　and　Ronda　with　the　old　windows　of　the　posadas　glancing　eyes　a　lattice　hid　for　her　lover　to　kiss　the　iron　and　the　wineshops　half　open　at　night　and　the　castanets　and　the　night　we　missed　the　boat　at　Algeciras　the　watchman　going　about　serene　with　his　lamp　and　O　that　awful　deepdown　torrent　O　and　the　sea　the　sea　crimson　sometimes　like　fire　and　the　glorious　sunsets　and　the　figtrees　in　the　Alameda　gardens　yes　and　all　the　queer　little　streets　and　pink　and　blue　and　yellow　houses　and　the　rosegardens　and　the　jessamine　and　geraniums　and　cac