Bloom: No, no. Pig’s feet. I was at a funeral. First watch: (Draws his truncheon) Liar! (The beagle lifts his snout, showing the grey scorbutic face of paddy dignam. He has Gnawed all. He exhales a putrid Carcasefed breath. He grows to human size and shape. His dachshund coat Becomes a brown mortuary habit. His green eye Flashes bloodshot. Half of one ear, all the nose and both thumbs Are ghouleaten.) Paddy Dignam: (In a hollow voice) It is true. It was my funeral. Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the disease from natural causes. (He lifts his mutilated ashen face
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