Twenty short paragraphs after the overture, the narrative
spots Bloom on Wellington Quay, about two blocks east of the
Grattan Bridge. He is carrying the pornographic Sweets of
Sin that he bought in the bookshop for Molly: "Bloowho
went by by Moulang's pipes bearing in his breast the
sweets of sin, by Wine's antiques, in memory bearing
sweet sinful words, by Carroll's dusky battered plate,
for Raoul." The 1904 Thom's directory supplies
addresses for these three businesses: Daniel Moulang,
"jeweller and pipe importer," had a shop at 31 Wellington
Quay, while Bernard Wine's, an "antique and jewellery store,"
was at 35 Wellington Quay, and John Carroll, "watchmaker and
jeweller and dealer in old plate," was at 29 Wellington Quay.
The order in which the three shops are presented is peculiar:
not Wine, Moulang, Carroll as it should be, but Moulang, Wine,
Carroll. Some commentators have speculated that this inversion
is deliberate, meant to suggest some kind of quasi-musical
effect, but it is quite possible that (despite having Thom's
in front of him) Joyce simply made a mistake.
Forty-two short paragraphs later, Bloom reappears just a
little farther west: "Bloowhose dark eye read Aaron
Figatner's name. Why do I always think Figather?
Gathering figs, I think. And Prosper Lore's huguenot
name. By Bassi's blessed virgins Bloom's dark
eyes went by." Aaron Figatner was a "jeweller, diamond setter,
&c." at 26 Wellington Quay, Prosper Loré was a "wholesale
hat manufacturer" at 22 Wellington Quay, and Aurelio Bassi was
a "statue and picture-frame maker" at 14 Wellington Quay. The
order here is correct. Between the second address and the
third Bloom has entered the final block of Wellington Quay.
(Past the bridge it becomes the Essex Quay.)
Fourteen paragraphs later, Bloom is still in the same block:
"By Cantwell's offices roved Greaseabloom, by
Ceppi's virgins, bright of their oils.... On. Where eat?
The Clarence, Dolphin." Cantwell and McDonald,
"wholesale wine and whiskey merchants and rectifying
distillers," had offices at 12 Wellington Quay. Peter Ceppi
& Sons, "picture frame and looking glass factory and
statuary makers," was at 8-9 Wellington Quay. Bloom is getting
hungry, and he considers having a meal either in the Clarence
Commercial Hotel at 6-7 Wellington Quay, quite close to the
bridge, or in the Dolphin Hotel at 46-48 Essex Street, one
block south, which he could get to via Parliament Street.
But neither of these things happens. Instead, twenty-five
paragraphs later, Bloom decides to visit a shop on the north
side of the river to buy some stationery: "Mr Bloom reached Essex
bridge. Yes, Mr Bloom crossed bridge of Yessex. To
Martha I must write. Buy paper. Daly's. Girl there
civil." Teresa Daly, tobacconist, was at 1 Ormond Quay Upper,
just west of the bridge and not far east of the Ormond Hotel
at number 8. For centuries the bridge that Bloom crosses here
was known as the Essex Bridge, but in 1874, after a
remodeling, it was renamed the Grattan Bridge.
Forty-four paragraphs later still, Bloom is in the
tobacconist's shop. Standing inside its front door on the
north side of the river, he looks south and sees Blazes Boylan
on a jaunting car crossing the same bridge that he has just
walked over: "Two sheets cream vellum paper one reserve two
envelopes when I was in Wisdom Hely's wise Bloom in Daly's
Henry Flower bought.... Wise Bloom eyed on the door a poster,
a swaying mermaid smoking mid nice waves. Smoke mermaids,
coolest whiff of all. Hair streaming: lovelorn. For some man.
For Raoul. He eyed and saw afar on Essex bridge a gay hat
riding on a jaunting car. It is. Third time. Coincidence. /
Jingling on supple rubbers it jaunted from the bridge to
Ormond quay. Follow. Risk it. Go quick. At four. Near now. Out." The
carriage turns left onto Ormond Quay Upper, and Bloom, aware
that the time is nearly 4:00, decides to follow it.
This time the narrative stays with Bloom for a short while,
tracking his thoughts through five brief paragraphs, but then
it returns to the barmaids in the Ormond hotel, who now have
the company of Simon Dedalus (trying out the piano in the
saloon), Pat the waiter (collecting a bottle of beer for a
customer in the restaurant), and Lenehan (waiting for Boylan).
Boylan walks into the bar, and, after eighteen more
intervening paragraphs, Bloom appears again, now just outside
the bar: "Between the car and window, warily walking, went
Bloom, unconquered hero. See me he might. The seat he sat on:
warm. Black wary hecat walked towards Richie Goulding's legal
bag, lifted aloft, saluting." He sees that Boylan has gone
into the bar and left the cab waiting, then talks to Richie
Goulding and decides to join him in the "Diningroom. Sit tight there. See,
not be seen. I think I'll join you. Come on. Richie led
on. Bloom followed bag. Dinner fit for a prince."
The extended montage created by cutting repeatedly between
the action in the bar and Bloom's walk along the quays employs
the technique used in Wandering Rocks, but here the
effect is quite different. Instead of showing unrelated things
happening in different parts of town—most of the intrusions in
the tenth chapter are connected to the scenes surrounding them
by slight thematic similarities, but they are otherwise
completely extraneous—now Joyce creates two geographically and
dramatically converging lines of action. Bloom's surpassingly
strange decision to follow and spy on the man who is about to
have sex with his wife happens only near the end of his brief
journey, and quite spontaneously, but the narrative dogging of
his movements makes it seem almost inevitable. Repeated
mentions of The Sweets of Sin show Bloom preoccupied
with thoughts of the adultery, and his feet seem to be
magnetically drawn on a course that will maximize his pain.
There is growing unease in this narrative juxtaposition, and
also a sense of drawn-out, apprehensive delay. Many, many
paragraphs elapse between Bloom's various brief appearances—by
my count 20, 42, 14, 25, 44, and 18. Most of these paragraphs
are quite short, and I have not timed conversations to see
whether their duration might realistically match the time it
would take a man to cover the corresponding distances at a
normal walking pace, but surely most readers will form the
impression that Bloom is taking a long time to traverse a
fairly short distance. This impression coheres with the sense
of aimless wandering
gained from tracking his steps in Lotus Eaters, and
also the effect of the dilatory
path that he takes to Barney Kiernan's at the end of Sirens.
Quite unlike the brisk, confidently purposeful movements of
Blazes Boylan in the novel, Bloom's feel halting, aimless,
evasive.