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[2222] the first loopings of the loop, so help me God.
[2223] I was not
afraid.
[2224] It was above a racecourse, my mother held me by the
hand.
[2225] She kept saying, It's a miracle, a miracle.
[2226] Then I
changed my mind.
[2227] We were not often of the same mind.
[2228] One day we
were walking along the road, up a hill of extraordinary
steepness, near home I imagine, my memory is full of steep hills,
I get them confused.
[2230] I said, The sky is further away than you
think, is it not, mama?
[2231] It was without malice, I was simply
thinking of all the leagues that separated me from it.
[2232] She re-
plied, to me her son, It is precisely as far away as it appears
to be.
[2233] She was right.
[2234] But at the time I was aghast.
[2235] I can still
see the spot, opposite Tyler's gate.
[2236] A market-gardener, he had
only one eye and wore side-whiskers.
[2237] That's the idea, rattle on.
[2238] You could see the sea, the islands, the headlands, the isthmuses,
the coast stretching away to north and south and the crooked
moles of the harbour.
[2239] We were on our way home from the
butcher's.
[2240] My mother?
[2241] Perhaps it is just another story, told me
by someone who found it funny.
[2242] The stories I was told, at one
time! And all funny, not one not funny.
[2243] In any case here I am
back in the shit.
[2244] The aeroplane, on the other hand, has just
passed over at two hundred miles an hour perhaps.
[2245] It's a good
speed, for the present day.
[2246] I am with it in spirit, naturally.
[2247] All the things I was always with in spirit.
[2248] In body no.
[2249] Not such
a fool.
[2250] Here is the programme anyhow, the end of the programme.
[2251] They think they can confuse me and make me lose sight of my pro-
grammes.
[2252] Proper cunts whoever they are.
[2253] Here it is.
[2254] Visit, variou
remarks, Macmann continued, agony recalled, Macmann continued,
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