----And what did you do, John? asked Mr Dedalus.
----I let her bawl away, said Mr Casey. It was a cold day and to keep up my heart I had (saving your presence, ma'am) a quid of Tullamore in my mouth and sure I couldn't say a word in any case because my mouth was full of tobacco juice.
----Well, I let her bawl away, to her heart's content, Kitty O'Shea and the rest of it till at last she called that lady a name that I won't sully this Christmas board nor your ears, ma'am, nor my own lips by repeating.
He paused. Mr Dedalus, lifting his head from the bone, asked:
----And what did you do, John?
----Do! said Mr Casey. She stuck her ugly old face up at me when she said it and I had my mouth full of tobacco juice. I bent down to her and Phth! says I to her like that.
He turned aside and made the act of spitting.
----Phth! says I to her like that, right into her eye.
He clapped a hand to his eye and gave a hoarse scream of pain.
----O Jesus, Mary and Joseph! says she. I'm blinded! I'm blinded and drownded!
He stopped in a fit of coughing and laughter, repeating:
----I'm blinded entirely.
Mr Dedalus laughed loudly and lay back in his chair while uncle Charles swayed his head to and fro.
Dante looked terribly angry and repeated while they laughed:
----Very nice! Ha! Very nice!
It was not nice about the spit in the woman's eye. But what was the name the woman had called Kitty O'Shea that Mr Casey would not repeat? He thought of Mr