Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liverslices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencods’ roes. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine.
…The cat walked stiffly round a leg of the table with tail on high.
—Mkgnao!
… Mr Bloom watched curiously, kindly, the lithe black form.
JAMES JOYCE, ULYSSES