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[0032] [⁁]strange reason..the long evenings..hours of darkness..sudden urge to..to tell..
then rush out and stop the first she saw..nearest lav-
atory..start pouring it out..steady stream..wild stuff..
half the vowels wrong..pine for pain..that kind..no one
could follow..till she saw the stare she was getting...then
[0033] die of shame..crawl back in..once or twice a year..always winter some
strange reason..long hours of darkness..now this..and all
getting wquicker..the words..tyhe brain..flickering away
like mad..quick grab and on..nothing there..on somewhere
else..try somewhere else..
[0034] with all the time something
begging..something in her begging..some part of the brain..
begging it all to stop..unanswered..prayer unasnwered..
or unheard..too faint..so on..keep on trying..not knowing
what..what she was trying..what to try..whole body like
[0034] gone..only the face..keep on - ..what?..the buzzing..yes..
all the time the buzzing..steady roar..in the skull...and the
beam..on and off..poking around..painless..so far..ha!..
so far [Stet.] ..keep on trying..not knowing what..what she - ..
what?..who?..what?..no..no!....she!..(pause)..(curtain starts
no matter..
[0035](curtain starts slowly down)..hit on it in
the end..then back..God is love..back in the field..face
in the grass..April morning..nothing but the larks..pick
it up -
[0036] Curtain fully down. Hpouse dark. Voice continues behind
curtain, unintelligible, 10 seconds, ceases as house
lights up.
[0037] Note 1
Movement
This consists of simple sideways raising of hidden
arms clear of sides and their falling back with if pos-
sible just audible thud of hands on thighs. It lessens
with each recurrence till scarcely perceptible at third.
There is just enough pause to contain it as MOUTH recovers
from vehement refusal to relinquish third person.
"any": pronounce "anny"
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