MS-UoR-1477-10

[0040] in the old green holeproo^f coat your father left you places you hadn't ^to pay to get in like the Public Library that was another great thing free culture in foul weather far from home or the Post Office that was another another time

[0047] always winter then endless winter year after year as if it couldn't end the old year never end like time could go no further that time in the Post Office all bustle Christma^s bustle in off the street when no one was looking out of the cold and rain pushed open the door like anyone else and straight for the table neither right nor left with all the forms and the pens on their chains sat down on first vacant street and were taking a look round for a change before drowsing away

[0050] perhaps fear of ejection having clearly no business in the place to say nothing of the loathsome appearaⁿce so this look round for once at your fellow bastards thanking God for once bad and all as you were you were not as they till it dawned that for all the loathing you were getting you might as well not have been there at all the eyes passing over you and through you like so much thin air was that the ^time or was that another time another place another time

[0053] in the Library that was another ^{another place another time} that time you slipped in off the street out of the cold and rain when no one was looking what was it then you were never the s^ame after never again after something to do with dust something the dust said sitting at the big round table with a bevy of old ones poring on the page and not a sound

[0056] ^{[⁁]not a sound} only the old breath and the leaves turning and then this dust whole place suddenly full of dust when you opened your eyes from floor to ceiling nothing only dust and not a sound only what was it it said come and gone was that it something like that come and gone come and gone no one come and gone in no time gone in no time