―Reuben J. and the son were piking it down the quay next the river on their way to the isle of Man boat and the young chiseller suddenly got loose and over the wall with him into the Liffey.

―For God’ sake! Mr Dedalus exclaimed in fright. Is he dead?

―Dead! Martin Cunningham cried. Not he! A boatman got a pole and fished him out by the slack of the breeches and he was landed up to the father on the quay. More dead than alive. Half the town was there.

―Yes, Mr Bloom said. But the funny part is.....

―And Reuben J. , Martin Cunningham said, gave the boatman a florin for saving his son’s life.