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Chapter 6
Hesays:ilsepromène,lisantaulivredelui-même,don’tyouknow,readingthebookofhimself.HedescribesHamletgiveninaFrenchtown,don’tyouknow,aprovincialtown.Theyadvertisedit.
Hisfreehandgraciouslywrotetinysignsinair.
Hamlet
ou
LeDistrait
PiècedeShakespeare
HerepeatedtoJohnEglinton’snewgatheredfrown:
—PiècedeShakespeare,don’tyouknow.It’ssoFrench.TheFrenchpointofview.Hamletou...
—Theabsentmindedbeggar,Stephenended.
JohnEglintonlaughed.
—Yes,Isupposeitwouldbe,hesaid.Excellentpeople,nodoubt,butdistressinglyshortsightedinsomematters.
Sumptuousandstagnantexaggerationofmurder.
—AdeathsmanofthesoulRobertGreenecalledhim,Stephensaid.Notfornothingwasheabutcher’sson,wieldingthesleddedpoleaxeandspittinginhispalms.Ninelivesaretakenoffforhisfather’sone.OurFatherwhoartinpurgatory.KhakiHamletsdon’thesitatetoshoot.ThebloodbolteredshamblesinactfiveisaforecastoftheconcentrationcampsungbyMrSwinburne.
Cranly,Ihismuteorderly,followingbattlesfromafar.
Whelpsanddamsofmurderousfoeswhomnone
Butwehadspared...
BetweentheSaxonsmileandyankeeyawp.Thedevilandthedeepsea.
—HewillhaveitthatHamletisaghoststory,JohnEglintonsaidforMrBest’sbehoof.LikethefatboyinPickwickhewantstomakeourfleshcreep.
List!List!OList!
Myfleshhearshim:creeping,hears.
Ifthoudidstever...
—Whatisaghost?Stephensaidwithtinglingenergy.Onewhohasfadedintoimpalpabilitythroughdeath,throughabsence,throughchangeofmanners.
