Quotation from: Ulysses

Written by: James Joyce

--Thousand a year, Lambert, says Crofton or Crawford.

--Right, says Ned, taking up his John Jameson. And butter for fish.

I was just looking around to see who the happy thought would strike
when be damned but in he comes again letting on to be in a hell of a
hurry.

--I was just round at the courthouse, says he, looking for you. I hope I'm
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