Digital Manuscript ProjectThat Time / Cette fois
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A1 [0015] that time you went back that
l last time to look was the ruin
still there where you hid as a child when was that E → (pause 3 seconds eyes close.) took the
eleven to the terminus end of the line and on from there no no trams then all gone
long ago when that time you went back to look was the ruin still there
where you hid as a child and not a tram left in the place all
gone only the old lines rails when was that
C1 [0016] when you went in out of the rain always winter then always raining
that time in the Portrait Gallery in off the street out of the c
rain cold & wet slipped in when no one was looking and through the rooms all
shivering and dripping till you found a seat marble slab and sat d
down to dry off and [get your strength back to get] on out to hell out
of there when was that
B1 [0017] on the stone sitting together in the sun on the stone at the edge
of the little wood and as far as eyes could see the wheat or turning yellow
whatever it wasthere in the sun vowing every now
and again you loved each other not touching or anything of that
kind you one end of the stone she the other long low stone like
millstone no looks just sitting there in the sun with the little
wood behind you gazing at the wheat or eyes closed no sign of life
not a soul abroad
long ago yout the last of the brood huddled up on the slab in the
old green greatcoat and with your arms round you hugging you for a bit
of warmth [waiting] to dry off and [get your strength back to get]
[0019] on out to hell out of there and on to the next not a living soul in
the place only yourself and a few what's the word attendants a few
attendants mooching drowsing around in the [hxalf asleep] in their felt pan-
tofles and not a sound to be heard only every now and again the
shuffle of felt drawing near then dying away
A2 [0018] straight off the boat ferry and up with the nightbag [to the main street]
neither right nor left not a ciurse for the old scenes the old
faces straight up the rise from the pier wharf to the main street and
there not a wire to be seen only the old lines rails all rust when in was that was your mother still ah for God's sake not
God's name
at all all gone long ago [so the night where did you sleep the
night] that time you went back to look was the ruin still there
where you hid as a child someone's folly
B2 [0020] all still just the leaves and ears and you too still on the stone
in a kind of daze not speaking only every now and again to vow you
loved each other the one thing could bring tears to your eyes
till they dried up altogether that thought when it came up among
the others that picture
in the end you hoisted rais lifted your head [to begin with prior to
levvying yourself up and on out to hell out of there on to the
next] and there before your eyes when they opened a vast oil black
with age and dirt someone famous in his time presumably some
[0022] famous man or woman or even child such as a young prince or
princess some young prince or princess of the blood sheeted with
glass where gradually as you looked trying to make it out [behind
the glass and dirt] gradually of all things a face appeared that
made you twist round to see who it was there in the room [behind
you that] you hadn't seen or heard
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