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Preparing to listen
Celia halted, raised her clasped hands though she knew his eyes were closed and said:
‘Will you please pay attention to this, tell me what it means and what I am to do?’
‘Stop!’ said Mr Kelly. His attention could not be mobilized like that at a moment’s notice. His attention was dispersed. Part was with his caecum, which was wagging its tail again; part with his extremities, which were dragging anchor; part with his boyhood; and so on. All this would have to be called in. When he felt enough had been scraped together he said:
‘Go!’
Samuel Beckett, Murphy
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