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Ulysses
will you pun? You punish me? Crooked skirt swinging,
whack by. Tell me I want to. Know. O. Course if I didn’t
I wouldn’t ask. La la la ree. Trails off there sad in minor.
Why minor sad? Sign H. They like sad tail at end. P. P. S.
La la la ree. I feel so sad today. La ree. So lonely. Dee.
He blotted quick on pad of Pat. Envel. Address. Just
copy out of paper. Murmured: Messrs Callan, Coleman
and Co, limited. Henry wrote:
Miss Martha Clifford
c/o P. O.
Dolphin’s Barn Lane
Dublin
Blot over the other so he can’t read. There. Right. Idea
prize titbit. Something detective read off blottingpad.
Payment at the rate of guinea per col. Matcham often
thinks the laughing witch. Poor Mrs Purefoy. U. P: up.
Too poetical that about the sad. Music did that. Music
hath charms. Shakespeare said. Quotations every day in
the year. To be or not to be. Wisdom while you wait.
In Gerard’s rosery of Fetter lane he walks,
greyedauburn. One life is all. One body. Do. But do.
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