FINNEGANS WAKE
Protodrafts
1st draft, October-November 1925, III§4C draft level 0
MS British Library 47482a 57-58 Draft details
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nightly every while Katharine the |aSot Slopa| in her
|aold native'sa| chambercushy was |asaying basquinga| to
|aherself her pillasleepa| how she |aheard
|bthought thawghtb| aa| |aknock
knogga| came to the |adoor doura| |ain that hour and she at that howr
dowandshea| went to see was it |asweeps |b|cShoeunread
Shoehornc|b| ora| the posht with a |atelegram |btillygram
tillycrampb|a| for |athe old unread |bHimself
Hemselfb| and Co, esquaraa| and |aglory bit glorybita| of the
|asaints in heaven Sanes in hevela| there was a |acreak cricka|
|aon upa| the |astairs stairkissa| and when she ruz the
|acandle canklea| to see|a, glo
|bglohery galoheryb|,a| |adown she
downandshea| went on her knees |afor a to bless her |bblesseref
blessersefb|a| that were |aknocking knogginga| |atogethera| like
|amilkjugs milkjugglesa| like as if it was |athe old fellow's old
King O'Toole'sa| |agoogooa| ghost she saw |acoming
|bsliding slivingb| off |bover the sawdustb|a| out of
one the |aone of the rooms unread backroom that was
|beveryone's everywansb| in |bturn tur
turrunsb|a| in |athat his femalea| trim |awith his finger up holding up
his fingerhata| for her to whisht|a, you sowbelly,a| and |athe whites ofa| his
goo |apiousa| eyes eyeballs swearing her to silence |aand coorta|:
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Inanimate hour, hug us avick, hug us in spirit |aof |bknavery navyb|a|, O
man O Man!