-- except it simply amounts to one thing and he is what they call picking your brains， he ventured to throw out.
the guarded glance of half solicitude， half curiosity， augmented by friendliness， which he gave at stephen's at present morose expression of features did not throw a flood of light， none at all in fact， on the problem as to whether he had let himself be badly bamboozled， to judge by two or three low spirited remarks he let drop， or， the other way about， saw through the affair， and， for some reason or other best known to himself， allowed matters to more or less... grinding poverty did have that effect and he more than conjectured that， high educational abilities though he possessed， he experienced no little difficulty in making both ends meet.
adjacent to the men's public urinal he perceived an icecream car round which a group of presumably italians in heated cation were getting rid of voluble expressions in their vivacious language in a particularly animated way， there being some little differences between the parties.
-- putana madonna， che ci dia i quattrini！ ho ragione？ culo rotto！
-- intendiamoci. mezzo sovrano più
-- dice lui， pero.
-- farabutto！ mortacci sui！