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Malone meurt Segment 1403, version 1 (MS-HRC-SB-7-4, f. 34r)
Et le voilà bien tranquille sur son banc, le dos au fleuve, et vêtu comme vous allez voir, quoique les vêtements ne comptent guère, je le sais, mais il n'en aura jamais d'autres, je le sens.
Malone meurt Segment 1403, version 2 (Temps Modernes, p. 389)
Et le voilà bien tranquille sur un banc, le dos au fleuve, et vêtu comme nous allons voir, quoique les vêtements ne comptent guère, je le sais, je le sais, mais il n'en aura jamais d'autres, je le sens.
Malone meurt Segment 1403, version 3 (Minuit 1951, p. 97)
Et le voilà bien tranquille sur son banc, le dos au fleuve, et vêtu comme nous allons voir, quoique les vêtements ne comptent guère, je le sais, je le sais, mais il n'en aura jamais d'autres, je le sens.
Malone Dies Segment 1403, version 4 (MS-WU-MSS008-2-47, f. 70r)
And there he is as good as gold on the bench, his back to the river, and dressed as follows follows, though clothes don't matter, I know, I know, but he'll never have any others, if I know anything about it.
Malone Dies Segment 1403, version 5 (MS-HRC-SB-4-3, f. 70r)
And there he is as good as gold on the bench, his back to the river, and dressed as follows follows, though clothes don't matter, I know, I know, but he'll never have any others, if I know anything about it.
Malone Dies Segment 1403, version 6 (MS-UoR-1227-7-11-1, f. 70r)
And there he is as good as gold on the bench, his back to the river, and dressed as follows follows, though clothes don't matter, I know, I know, but he'll never have any others, if I know anything about it.
Malone Dies Segment 1403, version 7 (Grove Press 1956, p. 53)
And there he is as good as gold on the bench, his back to the river, and dressed as follows, though clothes don't matter, I know, I know, but he'll never have any others, if I know anything about it.
Malone meurt Segment 1403, version 8 (Minuit 1971, p. 86)
Et le voilà bien tranquille sur son banc, le dos au fleuve, et vêtu comme nous allons voir, quoique les vêtements ne comptent guère, je le sais, je le sais, mais il n'en aura jamais d'autres, je le sens.