Samuel Beckett
Digital Manuscript Project
Molloy

MS-WU-MSS008-3-50-1

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[0153] was approaching the town for the first time or returning to it
after a long absence.
[0154] A little dog followed him, a pomeranien
I think, but I don't think so.
[0155] I wasn't sure at the time and I'm
still not sure, though I've hardly thought about it.
[0156] The little
dog followed wretchedly, after the fashion of pomeranians,
stopping, turning in slow circles, giving up and then, a little
further on, beginning all over again.

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[0157] Constipation is a sign of
good health in pomeranians.
[0158] At a given moment, pre-established
if you like, I don't much mind, the gentleman turned back, took
the little creature in his arms, drew the cigar from his lips and
buried his face in the orange fleece,
[0159] for it iwas a gentleman, that
was obvious.
[0160] Yes, it was an orange pomeranian, the less I think
of it the more certain I am.
[0161] And yet.

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[0162] But would he have come
from afar, bare-headed, in sand-shoes, smoking a cigar, followed
by a pomeranian.
[0163] Did he not seem rather to have issued from the
ramparts, after a good dinner, to take his dog and himself for a
walk, like so many citizens, dreaming and farting, when the tw
weather is fine?

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[0164] But was not perhaps in reality the cigar a cutty,
and were not the sand-shoes boots, hobnailed, dust-whitened, and
what prevented the dog from being one of those stray dogs that
you pick up and take in your arms, from compassion or because
you have long been straying with no other company than the endless

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[0164] roads, sands, shingle, bogs and heather, than this nature
answerable to another court, than at long intervals the fellow
convict you long to stop, embrace, suck, suckle and whom you pass
by, with hostile eyes, for fear of his familiarities.

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[0165] Until the
day when, your endurance gone, in this world for you without arms,

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