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FIRST WATCH （Sternly。） e to the station。
BLOOM （Scared； hats himself steps back； then； plucking at his heart and lifting his right forearm on the square； he gives the sign and dueguard of fellowcraft。） No； no； worshipful master； light of love。 Mistaken identity。 The Lyons mail。 Lesurques and Dubosc。 You remember the Childs fratricide case。 We medical men。 By striking him dead with a hatchet。 I am wrongfully accused。 Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned。
MARTHA （Sobbing behind her veil。） Breach of promise。 My real name is Peggy Griffin。 He wrote to me that he was miserable。 I'll tell my brother； the Bective rugger fullback； on you； heartless flirt。
BLOOM （Behind his hand。） She's drunk。 The woman is inebriated。 （He murmurs vaguely the past of Ephraim。） Shitbroleeth。
SECOND WATCH （Tears in his eyes； to Bloom。） You ought to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself。
BLOOM Gentleman of the jury； let me explain。 A pure mare's nest。 I am a man misunderstood。 I am being made a scapegoat of。 I am a respectable married man； without a stain on my character。 I live in Eccles street。 My wife； I am the daughter of a most distinguished mander； a gallant upstanding gentleman； who do you call him； Majorgeneral Brian Tweedy； one of Britain's fighting men who helped to win our battles。 Got his majority for the heroic defence of Rorke's Drift。
FIRST WATCH Regiment。
BLOOM （Turns to the gallery。） The royal Dublins； boys； the salt of the earth； known the world over。 I think I see some old rades in arms up there among you。 The R。 D。 F。 With our own Metropolitan police； guardians of our homes； the pluckiest lads and the finest body of men； as physique； in the service of our sovereign。
A VOICE Turncoat！ Up the Boers！ Who booed Joe Chamberlain？
BLOOM （His hand on the shoulder of the first watch。） My old dad too was a J。P。 I'm as staunch a Britisher as you are； sir。 I fought with the colours for king and country in the absentminded war under General Gough in the park and was disabled at Spion Kop and Bloemfontein； was mentioned in dispatches。 I did all a white man could。 （With quiet feeling。） Jim Bludso。 Hold her nozzle again the bank。
FIRST WATCH Profession or trade。
BLOOM Well； I follow a literary occupation。 Author…journalist。 In fact we are just bringing out a collection of prize stories of which I am the inventor； something that is an entirely new departure。 I am connected with the British and Irish press。 If you ring up。。。
（Myles Crawford strides out jerkily； a quill between his teeth。 His scarlet beak blazes within the aureole of his straw hat。 He dangles a hank of Spanish onions in one hand and holds with the other hand a telephone receiver nozzle to his ear。）
MYLES CRAWFORD （His cock's wattles wagging。） Hello； seventyseven eightfour。 Hello。 Freeman's Urinal and Weekly Arse wiper here。 Paralyse Europe。 You which？ Bluebags？ Who writes？ Is it Bloom？
（Mr Philip Beaufoy； palefaced； stands in the witnessbox； in accurate morning dress； outbreast pocket with peak of handkerchief showing； creased lavender trousers and patent boots。 He cames a lace portfolio labelled Matcham's Masterstrokes。）
BEAUFOY （Drawls。） No； you aren't； not by a long shot if I know it。 I don't see it； that's all。 No born gentleman； no one with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct。 One of those； my lord。 A plagiarist。 A soapy sneak masquerading as a literateur。 It's perfectly obvious that with the most inherent baseness he has cribbed some of my bestselling books； really gorgeous stuff； a perfect gem； the love passages in which are beneath suspicion。 The Beaufoy books of love and great possessions with which your lordship is doubtless familiar； are a household word throughout the kingdom。
BLOOM （Murmurs with hangdog meekness。） That bit about the laughing witch hand in hand I take exception to； if I may。。。 ？
BEAUFOY （His lip upcurled； smiles superciliously on the court。） You funny ass； you！ You're too beastly awfully weird for words！ I don't think you need over excessively disinmodate yourself in that regard。 My literary agent Mr J。 B。 Pinker is in attendance。 I presume； my lord； we shall receive the usual witnesses' fees； shan't we？ We are considerably out of pocket over this bally pressman johnny； this jackdaw of Rheims； who has not even been to a university。
BLOOM （Indistinctly。） University of life。 Bad art。
BEAUFOY （Shouts。） It's a damnably foul lie showing the moral rottenness of the man！ （He extends his portfolio。） We have here damning evidence； the corpus delicti； my lord； a specimen of my maturer work disfigured by the hallmark of the beast。
A VOICE FROM THE GALLERY
Moses； Moses； king of the jews；
Wiped his arse in the Daily News。
BLOOM （Bravely。） Overdrawn。
BEAUFOY You low cad！ You ought to be ducked in the horsepond； you rotter！ （To the court。） Why； look at the man's private life！ Leading a quadruple existence！ Street angel and house devil。 Not fit to be mentioned in mixed society。 The arch conspirator of the age。
BLOOM （To the court。） And he； a bachelor； how。
FIRST WATCH The King versus Bloom。 Call the woman Driscoll。
THE CRIER Mary Driscoll； scullerymaid！
（Mary Driscoll； a slipshod servant girl； approaches。 She has a bucket on the crook of her arm and a scouringbrush in her hand。）
SECOND WATCH Another！ Are you of the unfortunate class？
MARY DRISCOLL （Indignantly。） I'm not a bad one。 I bear a respectable character and was four months in my last place。 I was in a situation； six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out； and I had to leave owing to his carryings on。
FIRST WATCH What do you tax him with？
MARY DRISCOLL He made a certain suggestion but I thought more of myself as poor as I am。
BLOOM （In housejacket of ripplecloth； flannel trousers； heelless slippers； unshaven； his hair rumpled softly。） I treated you white。 I gave you mementoes； smart emerald garters far above your station。 Incautiously I took your part when you were accused of pilfering。 There's a medium in all things。 Play cricket。
MARY DRISCOLL （Excitedly。） As God is looking down on me this night if ever I laid a hand to them oysters！
FIRST WATCH The offence plained of？ Did something happen？
MARY DRISCOLL He surprised me in the rere of the premises； your honour； when the missus was out shopping one morning with a request for a safety pin。 He held me and I was discoloured in four places as a result。 And he interfered twice with my clothing。
BLOOM She counterassaulted。
MARY DRISCOLL （Scornfully。） I had more respect for the scouringbrush； so I had。 I remonstrated with him； your lord； and he remarked： Keep it quiet！
（General laughter。）
GEORGES FOTTRELL （Clerk of the crown and peace； resonantly。） Order in court！ The accused will now make a bogus statement。
（Bloom； pleading not guilty and holding a fullblown waterlily； begins a long unintelligible speech。 They would hear what counsel had to say in his stirring address to the grand…jury。 He was down and out but； though branded as a black sheep； if he might say so； he meant to reform； to retrieve the memory of the past in a purely sisterly way and return to nature as a purely domestic animal。 A seven months'