said. Dream he had, a nightmare.
Indiges.
―Said the ace of spades was walking up the stairs.
―The ace of spades! Mr Bloom said.
She took a folded postcard from her handbag.
―Read that, she said. He got it this morning.
―What is it? Mr Bloom asked, taking the card. U. P. ?
― U. P. : up, she said. Someone taking a rise out of him. It’s a great shame for them whoever he is.
―Indeed it is, Mr Bloom said.
She took back the card, sighing.
―And now he’s going round to Mr Menton’s office. He’s going to take an action for ten thousand pounds, he