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Chapter 6
Alikefateawaitshimandthetworagescommingleinawhirlpool.
Theylist.AndintheporchesoftheirearsIpour.
—Thesoulhasbeenbeforestrickenmortally,apoisonpouredintheporchofasleepingear.ButthosewhoaredonetodeathinsleepcannotknowthemanneroftheirquellunlesstheirCreatorendowtheirsoulswiththatknowledgeinthelifetocome.ThepoisoningandthebeastwithtwobacksthaturgeditKingHamlet’sghostcouldnotknowofwerehenotendowedwithknowledgebyhiscreator.Thatiswhythespeech(hisleanunlovelyEnglish)isalwaysturnedelsewhere,backward.Ravisherandravished,whathewouldbutwouldnot,gowithhimfromLucrece’sbluecircledivoryglobestoImogen’sbreast,bare,withitsmolecinquespotted.Hegoesback,wearyofthecreationhehaspileduptohidehimfromhimself,anolddoglickinganoldsore.But,becauselossishisgain,hepassesontowardseternityinundiminishedpersonality,untaughtbythewisdomhehaswrittenorbythelawshehasrevealed.Hisbeaverisup.Heisaghost,ashadownow,thewindbyElsinore’srocksorwhatyouwill,thesea’svoice,avoiceheardonlyintheheartofhimwhoisthesubstanceofhisshadow,thesonconsubstantialwiththefather.
—Amen!wasrespondedfromthedoorway.
Hastthoufoundme,Omineenemy?
Entr’acte.
Aribaldface,sullenasadean’s,BuckMulligancameforward,thenblitheinmotley,towardsthegreetingoftheirsmiles.Mytelegram.
—Youwerespeakingofthegaseousvertebrate,ifImistakenot?heaskedofStephen.