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[1756] too late.
[1757] But all in due time.
[1758] Should I go on I wonder.
[1759] I feel
iI am perhaps attributing to myself things I no longer possess and
reporting as missing others that are not missing. And I feel there
are others, over there in the corner, belonging to a third categor
category, that of those of which I know nothing and with regard
to which therefore there is little danger of my being wrong, or of
my being right.
[1760] And I remind myself also that since I last went th
through my possessions much water has passed beneath Butt Bridge,
in both directions.
[1761] For I have sufficiently perished in this room
to know that some things go out, and other things come in, through
I know not what agency.
[1762] And among thsoe [ ] that go out there are some
that come back, after a more or less prolonged absence, and others
that never come back.
[1763] With the result that, among those that come
in, some are familiar to me, others not.
[1764] I don't understand.
[1765] And,
stranger still, there exists a whole family of objects, having
apparently very little in common, which have never left me, since
I have been here, but remained quiety quietly in their place, in
the corner, s as in any ordinary uninhabited room.
[1766] Or else they were
very quick.
[1767] How false all that rings.
[1768] But there is no guarantee th
things will be ever thus.
[1769] I cannot account in any other way for
the changing aspect of my possessions.
[1771] So that, strictly speaking,
it is impossible for me to know, from one moment to the next, what
is mine and what is not, according to my definition.
[1772] So I wonder
if I should go on, I mean go on drawing up an inventory correspond-
ing perhaps but faintly to the facts, aand if I should not rather
cut it short and devote myself to another some other form of distraction,
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