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—
Dollard
,
murmured
tankard
.
Tank
one
believed
:
miss
Kenn
when
she
:
that
doll
he
was
:
she
doll
:
the
tank
.
He
murmured
that
he
knew
the
name
.
The
name
was
familiar
to
him
,
that
is
to
say
.
That
was
to
say
he
had
heard
the
name
of
.
Dollard
,
was
it
?
Dollard
,
yes
.
Yes
,
her
lips
said
more
loudly
,
Mr
Dollard
.
He
sang
that
song
lovely
,
murmured
Mina
.
Mr
Dollard
.
And
The
last
rose
of
summer
was
a
lovely
song
.
Mina
loved
that
song
.
Tankard
loved
the
song
that
Mina
.
’
Tis
the
last
rose
of
summer
dollard
left
bloom
felt
wind
wound
round
inside
.
Gassy
thing
that
cider
:
binding
too
.
Wait
.
Postoffice
near
Reuben
J
’
s
one
and
eightpence
too
.
Get
shut
of
it
.
Dodge
round
by
Greek
street
.
Wish
I
hadn
’
t
promised
to
meet
.
Freer
in
air
.
Music
.
Gets
on
your
nerves
.
Beerpull
.
Her
hand
that
rocks
the
cradle
rules
the
.
Ben
Howth
.
That
rules
the
world
.
Far
.
Far
.
Far
.
Far
.
Tap
.
Tap
.
Tap
.
Tap
.
Up
the
quay
went
Lionelleopold
,
naughty
Henry
with
letter
for
Mady
,
with
sweets
of
sin
with
frillies
for
Raoul
with
met
him
pike
hoses
went
Poldy
on
.
Tap
blind
walked
tapping
by
the
tap
the
curbstone
tapping
,
tap
by
tap
.
