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[0211] ^{[ADDITION]Addition on page 4v remember particularly, all white and starch, splendid bosom, with a}
recollect particularly, all white and starch, splendid ^incomparable
bosom, with a big black hooded pram.^{, most funereal thing.}[0212] Whenever I looked in her
direction she had her eyes on me.[0213] But ^{one day} when I was foolish ^{ingenuous enough}
enough to speak to her ^{try and pat her on the bottom} [Stet] she threatened to call a policeman.[0217] The
face she had.^![0218] Eyes[0219] like - moonstone.^![0220] (Pause.)

[0223] I was there
when - (Krapp switches off, broods, switches on again) - the
blind went down, one of those dirty brown roller affairs,
throwing a ball for a dog ^{an Aberdeen fox terrier} as chance would have it.[0224] I happened
to look up and there it was.[0225] All over, at last.[0226] I sat on for
a few moments with the ball in my hand and the dark barki dog
yapping^elping and pawing at me.[0227] (Pause.)[0228] Moments.[0228|001] (Pause.)[0229] Her
moments. My moments.[0230] (Pause.)[0231] The dog's moments.[0232] (Pause.)

[0233] In
the end I held it out to him and he took it in his mouth, ge
gently.[0234] An ^small old^, tennis ball, black and sodden, but unpunctured.^{, [⁁] solid rubber ball. [⁁]}
[0235] (Pause.)[0236] I wonder will that mean something some day.
[0236] ^{I shall feel it, in my hand, until my dying day.}

[0241] Pause.
[0244] Spiritually a year of profound gloom and indigence until
that memorable night in March, at the end of the pier, in
the howling wind, never to be forgotten, when suddenly I
saw the whole thing.[0245] The turning-point ^vision, at last.

[0246] This I
imagine is what I have chiefly to set down this evening,
against the day when my work will be done and perhaps no
place left in my memory, and no thankfulness, fot eh for the
mirav^cle that - for the fire that set it alight that -
that...(hesitates)...for the fire that set it alight.

[0247] What
I ^suddenly saw then was ^{[⁁] was this, [⁁]} that the assumption ^belief I had been going on all
my life, namely that -[0248] (Krapp switches off impatiently, winds
tape forx^ward, switches on again)[0249] - granite rocks the foam flyin
flying up in the light of the beacon and the anemometer ^{wind gauge} spin-
ning like a propellor, clear to me at last that the dark I
have ^had been fighting against ^too [⁁] ^{have always struggled to keep under x} is in reality my most -

[0250] (Krapp
curses, switches off, winds tape forward, switches on again)[0251] -
- unshatterable association til^until my dying day ^{...(hesitates)...dissolution} between storm
and night of storm and night with the light of the understanding
and -[0252] (Krapp curses louder, switches off, winds tape violently
forward, switches on again)[0253] - my face in her breasts and my
hand on her.[0254] We lay there without moving.[0255] But underneath us
all moved, and moved us, ^gently up and down, and from side to side.

[0256] Pause.
[0257] Past midnight.[0258] Never knew such a silence.[0259] ^{The earth might be
uninhabited.}
[0260] Pause.
[0261] Here I end this -
[0262] Krapp switches off, winds tape back, switches on again.

[0263] - upper lake, with the punt, bathed off the bank, then
pushed out into the stream and drifted.[0264] She lay stretched out
on the floorboards with her hands under her head and her eyes
closed.[0265] Sun blazing down, bit of a breeze, water nice and
loⁱvely.[0266] I noticed a scratch on her thigh and asked her how
she got ^{came by} it.[0267] Picking gooseberries, she said.I said again I

[0268] I said again I