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Chapter 6
Forgot:anymorethanheforgotthewhippinglousyLucygavehim.Andleftthefemmedetrenteans.Andwhynootherchildrenborn?Andhisfirstchildagirl?
Afterwit.Goback.
Thedourreclusestillthere(hehashiscake)andthedouceyoungling,minionofpleasure,Phedo’stoyablefairhair.
Eh...Ijusteh...wanted...Iforgot...he...
—LongworthandM’CurdyAtkinsonwerethere...
PuckMulliganfootedfeatly,trilling:
Ihardlyhearthepurlieucry
OraTommytalkasIpassoneby
Beforemythoughtsbegintorun
OnF.M’CurdyAtkinson,
Thesamethathadthewoodenleg
Andthatfilibusteringfilibeg
Thatneverdaredtoslakehisdrouth,
Mageethathadthechinlessmouth.
Beingafraidtomarryonearth
Theymasturbatedforalltheywereworth.
Jeston.Knowthyself.
Halted,belowme,aquizzerlooksatme.Ihalt.
—Mournfulmummer,BuckMulliganmoaned.Syngehasleftoffwearingblacktobelikenature.Onlycrows,priestsandEnglishcoalareblack.
Alaughtrippedoverhislips.
—Longworthisawfullysick,hesaid,afterwhatyouwroteaboutthatoldhakeGregory.Oyouinquisitionaldrunkenjewjesuit!ShegetsyouajobonthepaperandthenyougoandslateherdriveltoJaysus.Couldn’tyoudotheYeatstouch?
Hewentonanddown,mopping,chantingwithwavinggracefularms:
—Themostbeautifulbookthathascomeoutofourcountryinmytime.OnethinksofHomer.
Hestoppedatthestairfoot.
—Ihaveconceivedaplayforthemummers,hesaidsolemnly.
ThepillaredMoorishhall,shadowsentwined.Gonetheninemen’smorricewithcapsofindices.