Quotation from: Ulysses

Written by: James Joyce


He gazed round the stooled and tabled eaters, tightening the wings of
his nose.


--Two stouts here.


--One corned and cabbage.


That fellow ramming a knifeful of cabbage down as if his life
depended on it. Good stroke. Give me the fidgets to look. Safer to eat
from his three hands. Tear it limb from limb. Second nature to him. Born
with a silver knife in his mouth. That's witty, I think. Or no. Silver
means born rich. Born with a knife. But then the allusion is lost.

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