Digital Manuscript ProjectKrapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande
 I sat there, wishing she were gone.[0208|001]
Day after day . Quite
a number of people I got to know then, oh I mean by appearance, nursemaids
and children, old men, dogs. One dark young
woman beauty I remember par-
ticularly, [⁁] all white and starch [⁁] with a big b
alack pram.[0211|001] Day after day . Whenever I looked in
her direction she
always had her eyes on me. And yet But when at last
ventured[⁁] was foolish enough to speak to her she threatened to call a policeman. The
face she had
,! eEyes  like...moonstones.
 I was there when
-o - 5( hHe
switches off, broods,
wswitches on again)- the blind went down, one
of those dirty brown roller affairs, throwing a ball
fo r a for a
as it happened [Stet.] I was. I looked up and there it was. Over at last. I sat a for a few moment or so with the ball in my hand and the dog barking and pawing at
me. [⁁] [⁁]Moments ...[0228|001] (Pause.) Her moments. My moments. (Pause.) In the
x end Then I held it out to him and he took it in his mouth, very
gently. An old tennis ball, black and sodden, but unpunctured.
 ( (Pause.) I wonder
how much there is there.) will that ever mean anything.
ytually a year of deep discouragement gloom profound gloom until that wonderful night in
March, at the end of the pier, in the high wind, when suddenly I
saw the whole thing. The turning-point, at last.[⁁] This
, I realized over my wine, I imagine is what I have
record set down this evening, against the day when my work will
be done and perhaps no place
left in my memory, and no thankful-
tr ethe moment miracle that - made it possible[⁁] . - (Pause) - for the fire that set it alight.[⁁] What I saw then was that
tp ition I had been going on all these years, my life, namely that -
 (He switches off machine impatiently, winds tape forward, switches
 - granite rocks the foam flying up in the light of the
beacon and the anemometer spinning like a propellor, clear to me
at last that the dark I
had have struggled to keep out of my work at bay
rreality its the true my most valuable - -  (He curses, switches off, winds tape for- xward, switches on again) - strange association till my dying day
of storm and night with the light of understanding and the
 (He curses louder, switches off, winds tape forward, switches on
 - my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there
without moving. But underneath us all moved, and moved us,
gently, up and down, and
to and fro . from side to side.
 Past midnight. Never knew such a silence.
The coming year will decide. May I be given the strength and the - Here I end this -
 He switches off, winds tape back, switches on again.
 - upper lake, with the punt, bathed off the bank, then pushed out
into the st
rream and drifted. She lay stretched out on the floor-
boards with her hands under her head and her eyes closed.
Hot Blazing sun,
with a bit of a breeze, and the water nice and lively. I noticed
a scratch on her thigh and asked her how she got it. Picking go
berries, she said. I said again I thought it was hopeless and no
good going on, and she agreed, without opening her eyes.I asked
 I asked
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