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—
Do
,
do
,
they
begged
in
one
.
I
’
ll
go
.
Here
,
Pat
,
return
.
Come
.
He
came
,
he
came
,
he
did
not
stay
.
To
me
.
How
much
?
—
What
key
?
Six
sharps
?
—
F
sharp
major
,
Ben
Dollard
said
.
Bob
Cowley
’
s
outstretched
talons
griped
the
black
deepsounding
chords
.
Must
go
prince
Bloom
told
Richie
prince
.
No
,
Richie
said
.
Yes
,
must
.
Got
money
somewhere
.
He
’
s
on
for
a
razzle
backache
spree
.
Much
?
He
seehears
lipspeech
.
One
and
nine
.
Penny
for
yourself
.
Here
.
Give
him
twopence
tip
.
Deaf
,
bothered
.
But
perhaps
he
has
wife
and
family
waiting
,
waiting
Patty
come
home
.
Hee
hee
hee
hee
.
Deaf
wait
while
they
wait
.
But
wait
.
But
hear
.
Chords
dark
.
Lugugugubrious
.
Low
.
In
a
cave
of
the
dark
middle
earth
.
Embedded
ore
.
Lumpmusic
.
The
voice
of
dark
age
,
of
unlove
,
earth
’
s
fatigue
made
grave
approach
and
painful
,
come
from
afar
,
from
hoary
mountains
,
called
on
good
men
and
true
.
The
priest
he
sought
.
With
him
would
he
speak
a
word
.
Tap
.
Ben
Dollard
’
s
voice
.
Base
barreltone
.
Doing
his
level
best
to
say
it
.
Croak
of
vast
manless
moonless
womoonless
marsh
.
Other
comedown
.
Big
ships
’
chandler
’
s
business
he
did
once
.
Remember
:
rosiny
ropes
,
ships
’
lanterns
.
Failed
to
the
tune
of
ten
thousand
pounds
.
Now
in
the
Iveagh
home
.
Cubicle
number
so
and
so
.
