―Why? Mr Bloom asked, turning to Mr Dedalus. Wouldn’t it be more decent than galloping two abreast?

―Well, there’s something in that, Mr Dedalus granted.

―And, Martin Cunningham said, we wouldn’t have scenes like that when the hearse capsized round Dunphy’s and upset the coffin on to the road.

―That was terrible, Mr Power’s shocked face said, and the corpse fell about the road. Terrible!

―First round Dunphy’s, Mr Dedalus said, nodding. Gordon Bennett cup.