Re: Joyce 117: Puce in Paris

sep 05, 2012

Re: Joyce 117: Puce in Paris

Nostalgia for Paris: medical studies and cheap stew, ticket stubs and alibis.

“My Latin quarter hat. God, we simply must dress the
character. I want puce gloves. You were a student,
weren’t you? Of what in the other devil’s name?
Paysayenn. P. C. N., you know: physiques, chimiques et
naturelles. Aha. Eating your groatsworth of mou en civet,
fleshpots of Egypt, elbowed by belching cabmen. Just say
in the most natural tone: when I was in Paris; boul’ Mich’, I
used to. Yes, used to carry punched tickets to prove an
alibi if they arrested you for murder somewhere. Justice.
On the night of the seventeenth of February 1904 the
prisoner was seen by two witnesses. Other fellow did it:
other me. Hat, tie, overcoat, nose. Lui, c’est moi. You
seem to have enjoyed yourself.”

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