Haines sat down to pour out the tea.- I'm giving you two lumps each, he said. But, I say, Mulligan, you do make strong tea, don't you?
Buck Mulligan, hewing thick slices from the loaf, said in an old woman's wheedling voice:
- When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water.
- By Jove, it is tea, Haines said.
Buck Mulligan went on hewing and wheedling:
- So I do, Mrs Cahill, says she. Begob, ma'am, says Mrs Cahill, God send you don't make them in the one pot.