―Immense, Martin Cunningham said pompously. His singing of that simple ballad, Martin, is the most trenchant rendering I ever heard in the whole course of my experience.

―Trenchant, Mr Power said laughing. He’s dead nuts on that. And the retrospective arrangement.

―Did you read Dan Dawson’s speech? Martin Cunningham asked.

―I did not then, Mr Dedalus said. Where is it?

―In the paper this morning.

Mr Bloom took the paper from his inside pocket. That book I must change for her.