"Fuddling fun for Fullacan's sake!"

(530.23-532.5)  We only get a little bit of information from Sackerson, as channeled by Shaun.  In two lines of verse (which, McHugh notes, roughly quote Ibsen in his native tongue), Sackerson tells us that HCE has flooded the world and that he will torpedo HCE's ark with pleasure.  One of the four young chaps laments HCE's lechery:  "With her shoes upon his shoulders, 'twas most trying to beholders when he upped their frullatullepleats with our warning."  He goes on to call HCE a "disgrace to the homely protestant religion!"  Another of the young chaps wonders, "And it's we's to pray for Bigmesser's conversions?"  He calls Kate -- here, "Kitty the Beads" -- hoping for more information.  "She's deep, that one," he notes.

Kate (speaking here through Shaun, of course) begins her entertaining testimony by calling for prayers for HCE, whose death she mourns:  "Master's gunne he warrs the bedst."  She then proceeds to describe her activities in the Earwicker household.  These descriptions take on double meanings (of course, it's the Wake, after all):  In one sense she describes the cooking she did for the family, but in another she describes the work she did to make HCE hot.  For instance, she "messaged his dilltoyds sausepander mussels on the kisschen table."  This could be her preparing mussels for cooking, or it could be her massaging HCE's muscles.  Regardless, Kate says that he "sizzled there watching" her.  In the third part of her testimony, she describes doing the can-can for HCE, "showing my jiggoty sleeves and all my new toulong touloosies."  "Whisk!" says Kate, imitating (as McHugh notes) the sound of her dress lifting as she danced.  "There's me shims and here's me hams and this is me juppettes, gause be the meter!  Whisk!  What's this?  Whisk!  And that?"  In summing up, Kate calls her dancing "[f]uddling fun for Fullacan's sake!"

"All halt!" shouts one of the young chaps, upset with the way in which the examination has proceeded.  "Sponsor programme and close down.  That's enough, genral, of finicking about Finnegan and fiddling with his faddles."  He calls for a final ballot to remove all doubt.  This means that he wants HCE, the ultimate authority, to testify.  "Search ye the Finn!" calls the young chap, ordering HCE to be produced for examination.  "The sinder's under shriving sheet.  Fa Fe Fi Fo Fum!  Ho, croak, evildoer!  Arise, sir ghostus!"  Excitement permeates the air as we prepare to once again hear HCE's voice tomorrow.