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[2674] gathering speed.
[2675] The giant lay on the boards, betwween the seats.
[2676] Are youbthe you the one in charge? said Ladty Pedal.
[2677] One of the
sailors leaned towards Lemuel and said, She wants to know if you're
the one in charge.
[2678] Fuck off, said Lemuel.
[2679] The Saxon uttered a roar
which Lady Pedal, on the qui vive for the least sign of hight spir-[₰] animation, was pleased to interpret as a manifestation of joy.
[2680] That's the
its
spirit! she cried. Sing!
[2681] Make the most of this glorious day!
[2682] Banish
your cares, for an hour or so!
[2683] And she burst forth:
[2690] She broke off, discouraged.
[2691] What is the matter with them? she said.
[2692] The uyouth, less youthful now, doubled in two, his head swathed in
the skirts of his cloak, seemed to be vomiting.
[2693] His legs, monstrous-
ly bony and knock-kneed, were knocking together at the knees.
[2694] The
thin one, shivering, though in theory the Saxon is the shiverer,
had resumed his dialogue.
[2695] Motionless and concentrated between the
voices he reinforced these with passionate gestures amplified by
the umbrella. [2696] And you?..[2697]Thanks...[2698]And you?..[2699]THANKS!..[2700]True...[2701]Left...
[2702] Try...[2703]Back...[2704]Where?..[2705]On...[2706]No!..[2709]Right...[2710]Try... [2711] Do you smell the
sea, said LLady Pedal, [2712] I do.
[2713] Macmann made a bid for freedom. In vain.
[2714] Lemuel produced a hatchet from under his cloak and dealt himself a
few smart blows on the skull, with the heel, for safety.
[2715] Nice jaunt
we're having, said one of the sailors.
[2716] Swell, said the other.
[2717] Sun
azure.
[2718] Ernest, hand out the buns, said Lady Pedal.
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