Finnegans Wake Notes

099.01 bird! From golddawn glory to glowworm gleam. We were

099.02 lowquacks did we not tacit turn. Elsewere there here no con-

099.03 cern of the Guinnesses. But only the ruining of the rain has

099.04 heard. Estout pourporteral! Cracklings cricked. A human pest

099.05 cycling (pist!) and recycling (past!) about the sledgy streets, here

099.06 he was (pust!) again! Morse nuisance noised. He was loose at

099.07 large and (Oh baby!) might be anywhere when a disguised ex-

099.08 nun, of huge standbuild and masculine manners in her fairly fat

099.09 forties, Carpulenta Gygasta, hattracted hattention by harbitrary

099.10 conduct with a homnibus. Aerials buzzed to coastal listeners of

099.11 an oertax bror collector's budget, fullybigs, sporran, tie, tuft,

099.12 tabard and bloody antichill cloak, its tailor's (Baernfather's) tab

099.13 reading V.P.H., found nigh Scaldbrothar's Hole, and divers

099.14 shivered to think what kaind of beast, wolves, croppis's or four-

099.15 penny friars, had devoured him. C. W. cast wide. Hvidfinns lyk,

099.16 drohneth svertgleam, Valkir lockt. On his pinksir's postern, the

099.17 boys had it, at Whitweekend had been nailed an inkedup name

099.18 and title, inscribed in the national cursives, accelerated, regres-

099.19 sive, filiform, turreted and envenomoloped in piggotry: Move

099.20 up. Mumpty! Mike room for Rumpty! By order, Nickekellous

099.21 Plugg; and this go, no pentecostal jest about it, how gregarious

099.22 his race soever or skilful learned wise cunning knowledgable

099.23 clear profound his saying fortitudo fraught or prudentiaproven,

099.24 were he chief, count, general, fieldmarshal, prince, king or Myles

099.25 the Slasher in his person, with a moliamordhar mansion in the

099.26 Breffnian empire and a place of inauguration on the hill of Tully-

099.27 mongan, there had been real murder, of the rayheallach royghal

099.28 raxacraxian variety, the MacMahon chaps, it was, that had done

099.29 him in. On the fidd of Verdor the rampart combatants had left

099.30 him lion with his dexter handcoup wresterected in a pureede

099.31 paumee bloody proper. Indeed not a few thick and thin well-

099.32 wishers, mostly of the clontarfminded class, (Colonel John Bawle

099.33 O'Roarke, fervxamplus), even ventured so far as to loan or beg

099.34 copies of D. Blayncy's trilingual triweekly, Scatterbrains' Aften-

099.35 ing Posht,so as to make certain sure onetime and be satisfied of

099.36 their quasicontribusodalitarian's having become genuinely quite

Summary page 99:

Round and round and round he was cycling; he was at large and might be anywhere. It was a time for rumors. A disguised and huge ex-nun, Mother Gigasta, had attracted attention by arbitrary conduct with an omnibus. An overcoat had been found nigh Scaldbrothar's Hole, and people shivered to think what kind of beast had devoured him. The Valkyrie had beckoned to him. The boys had it that on his pink postern, at Whit-weekend, an inked-up name and title had been nailed, inscribed: “Move up, Mumpty! Mike room for Rumpty! By order, Nickekellous Plugg.” So it appeared there had been real murder, the MacMahon chaps having done him in. Many went so far as to borrow copies of Dr. Blayney’s tri-lingual tri-weekly, Scatterbrains’ Aftening Poshty so as to make sure of his having become genuinely dead, whether by land or water.