Quotation from: Ulysses

Written by: James Joyce


But begob I was just lowering the heel of the pint when I saw the
citizen getting up to waddle to the door, puffing and blowing with the
dropsy, and he cursing the curse of Cromwell on him, bell, book and candle
in Irish, spitting and spatting out of him and Joe and little Alf round
him like a leprechaun trying to peacify him.


--Let me alone, says he.


And begob he got as far as the door and they holding him and he
bawls out of him:

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