―And how is Dick, the solid man?

―Nothing between himself and heaven, Ned Lambert answered.

―By the holy Paul! Mr Dedalus said in subdued wonder. Dick Tivy bald?

―Martin is going to get up a whip for the youngsters, Ned Lambert said, pointing ahead. A few bob a skull. Just to keep them going till the insurance is cleared up.

―Yes, yes, Mr Dedalus said dubiously. Is that the eldest boy in front?

―Yes, Ned Lambert said, with the wife’s brother. John Henry Menton is behind. He put down his name for a quid.