Digital Manuscript ProjectKrapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande
and ledger violently from table, switches on machine, and ledger violently from table, wind
resumes his pose.)
xs tape back to be-
swithc switches on machine, resumes pose.) Thirty-
and sound apparently in wind and limb,[↑] as a whistle, apart
from the old trouble, and intellectually I have little doubt
at the peak of my powers, or thereabouts. Celebrated the
awful occasion, as in recent years, quietly at the Winehouse.
 No face there I knew. Sprawled
before in front of the fire with closed
eyes, separating the grain from the chaff. Jotted down a
few notes, on the back of an
old envelope. Good to be home
again, in my old rags. The new light above my table is a
great improvement. With all this darkness round me I feel
less alone. (Pause.) In a way. (Pause.) I like
d to get up
and move about in it, then back here to...(hesitates)...
 Extraordinary silence this evening. I strain my ears and
do not hea
rr a sound. Old Miss Beamish Hare always sings at this
hour. Songs of her
childgirlhood, she says. I admire her
But not tonight.
I admire her. Wonderful woman.[⁁] Connaught. Shall I sing when I am her
age, if I ever am?
Unlikely. No. Hardly.[⁁] Did I sing as a boy? No. Did
I ever sing
 I have just listened to an old year, passages at random.
 I did not check in the book, but it must be at least ten
or twelve years ago. At that time
O I was still living on and off
Furry Bianca [⁁] in Trafalgar Street. Well out of that. Hopeless
business. Not much reference to her. A queer passage about
her eyes. I suddenly saw them a
ggain. Matchless. (Pause.)
 Ah well. (Pause.)
 These old P.M.s are gruesome, but I -
(A switches off, broods, switches on again) - always find them
a help before embarking on a
new -er - conspectus new...
(hesitates)... conspectus. Hard to believe I was ever that
young pup young pup. The voice is not mine. That voice! Aspirations. The And the aspirations! (Brief
laugh in which A joins.)
Resolutions. The And the resolutions! (Brie df laugh in which
A joins.) To drink less, in particular. (Brief laugh of A alone.)
 Flagging pur-
suit of happiness suit of happiness
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