Michael Groden
"James Joyce's Ulysses in Hypermedia": Problems of Annotation

Presentation 7

    In this version of the passage (James Joyce*, Ulysses, page 70; episode 5, lines 517-44), words with links are not indicated in order to present a reading text without typographical distractions. To see whether a word has an annotation, move the cursor over it. If the cursor changes from a vertical line to a hand, there is a link. To activate the link, hold the cursor over the word for about two seconds. The annotation will appear as a pop-up window covering part of the screen. A word with a link in the annotations is in color, and to follow the link, click on the word.
    Unless indicated otherwise, the annotations are by Michael Patrick Gillespie.

       He strolled out of the shop, the newspaper baton under his armpit, the coolwrapped soap in his left hand.
       At his armpit Bantam Lyons' voice and hand said:
—Hello, Bloom. What's the best news? Is that today's? Show us a minute.
       Shaved off his moustache again, by Jove! Long cold upper lip. To look younger. He does look balmy. Younger than I am.
       Bantam Lyons's yellow blacknailed fingers unrolled the baton. Wants a wash too. Take off the rough dirt. Good morning, have you used Pears' soap? Dandruff on his shoulders. Scalp wants oiling.
—I want to see about that French horse that's running today, Bantam Lyons said. Where the bugger is it?
       He rustled the pleated pages, jerking his chin on his high collar. Barber's itch. Tight collar he'll lose his hair. Better leave him the paper and get shut of him.
—You can keep it, Mr Bloom said.
—Ascot. Gold cup. Wait, Bantam Lyons muttered. Half a mo. Maximum the second.
—I was just going to throw it away, Mr Bloom said.
       Bantam Lyons raised his eyes suddenly and leered weakly.
—What's that? his sharp voice said.
—I say you can keep it, Mr Bloom answered. I was going to throw it away that moment. Bantam Lyons doubted an instant, leering: then thrust the outspread sheets back on Mr Bloom's arms.
—I'll risk it, he said. Here, thanks.
       He sped off towards Conway's corner. God speed scut.

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Sections
Title Screen
Introduction
The Hypermedia Project
A Passage from Ulysses
Questions Regarding Annotations
Eight Possible Presentations
Works Cited