Samuel Beckett
Digital Manuscript Project
Molloy

MS-WU-MSS008-3-50-1

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[0441] not of the pastures but of the towns, their shambles and cattle-
-markets.
[0442] Yes, after all, I had perhaps gone too far in saying
that my mother lived near the shambles, it could equally well
have been the cattle-market, near which she lived.
[0443] Never mind, said
the sergeant, it's the same district.

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[0444] I took advantage of the
silence which followed these kind words to turn towards the window,
blindly or nearly, for I had closed my eyes, proffering to that
blandness of blue and gold my face and neck alone, and my mind
empty too, or nearly, for I must have been wondering if I did not
feel like sitting down, after such a long time standing, and

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[0444] remembering what I had learnt in that connexion, namely that the
sitting posture was not for me any more, because of my short stiff
leg, and that there were only two postures for me any more, the
vertical, drooping between my crutches, sleeping on my feet,
and the horizontal, down on the ground.

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[0445] And yet the desire to
sit down came upon me from time to time, back upon me from a
vanished world.
[0446] And I did not always resist it, forewarned though
I was.
[0447] Yes, my mind felt it surely, this tiny sediment, incompre-
-hensibly stirring like grit at the bottom of a puddle, while on
my face and great big Adam's apple the air of summer weighed and
the splendid summer sky.
[0448] And suddenly I remembered my name, Molloy.

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[0449] My name is Molloy, I cried, all of a sudden, now I remember.
[0450] Nothing compelled me to give this information, but I gave it, hoping
to please I suppose.
[0451] They let me keep my hat on, I don't know
why.
[0452] Is it your mother's name? said the sergeant, it must have
been a sergeant.
[0453] Molloy, I cried, my name is Molloy. [0454] Is that
your mother's name? said the sergeant.
[0455] What? I said. [0456] Your name

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