Wednesday 5 February 2020

Tuesday, 4 February 2020 (end of episode 4)

The reading group has now reached the end episode 4 (“Calypso”).


Summary:
He steps out after just pulling the door after him, without locking it. In the sunny morning, he walks in happy warmth, imagining some other place where it would be early morning as described in one of his books, in the track of the sun depicting a sunburst on the title page, then of the headpiece over the Freeman (a newspaper) leader of the homerule sun rising up in the northwest (4.103).
At the butcher's, he has to wait as the nextdoor girl gets served first. When it is his turn, Bloom wants to buy what he wants quickly so that he can catch up and walk behind her . . . , behind her moving hams (4.171). But outside, there is no sign of her. She is gone. Walking back along Dorset street, he reads the flyer of Agendath Netaim, planters' company, whose offices are at Bleibtreustrasse 34, Berlin, W.15. (4.190)
Back at home, Bloom finds that two letters and a card had come by post. One of the letters if from his daughter, Milly. The other letter is addressed to Mrs Marion Bloom (4.244). Taking up the breakfast tray to Molly,  who is still in bed, Bloom gives her the letter, and finds out that it is from Boylan, who will be bringing the programme (4.312). They are going to sing La ci darem and Love's Old Sweet Song (4.314). As Molly sips her tea, Bloom tries to explain to her the meaning of the word, metempsychosis (4.341) that she had found in the book she has been reading.
In the kitchen, he reads again Milly's letter, has his breakfast, feels a gentle loosening of his bowels (4.460). He goes to the toilet at the back of the garden, sits asquat on the cuckstool (4.500) and reads the story, Matcham's Masterstroke (4.502), by Mr Philip Beaufoy published in an old number of Titbits (4.467) he has taken with him. With the thought that he himself might manage a sketch (4.518), Bloom [tears] away half the prize story sharply and [wipes] himself with it (4.537)pulls up his pants and [comes] forth from the gloom into the air (4.539) as the bells of George's church (4.544) toll Heigho! Heigho! (4.506) . . .