#230 —O, Mr Bloom, how do you do?

#230 —O, Mr Bloom, how do you do?

—O, Mr Bloom, how do you do? —O, how do you do, Mrs Breen? —No use complaining. How is Molly those times? Haven’t seen her for ages. —In the pink, Mr Bloom said gaily. Milly has a position down in Mullingar, you know. —Go away! Isn’t that grand for her? —Yes. In a...