Digital Manuscript ProjectKrapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande
 can muster backstage into darkness. Ten
seconds. Loud pop of cork. Fifteen
seconds. He comes back into light carrying
an old ledger and sits down at table. He
lays ledger on table, wipes his mouth,
wipes his hands on the front of his
waistcoat, brings them smartly together
and rubs them.
 (briskly). Ah! (He bends over ledger, turns
the pages, finds the entry he wants, reads.)
 Box ... thrree ... spool ... five. (He raises
his head and stares front. With relish.)
 Spool! (Pause.) Spooool! (Happy smile.
 Pause. He bends over table, starts peering
and poking at the boxes.)
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