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"Winne: Ah yes, if only I could bear to be alone, I mean prattle away with not a soul to hear (pause.) Not that I flatter myself you hear much, no Willie, God forbid (pause). Day perhaps when you heart nothing (pause) but days too when you answer (pause) so that i may say at all times, even when you do answer and perhaps hear nothing, something of this is being heard, i am not merely talking to myself, that is in the wildness, a thing i could never bear to do-for any length of time. (pause). That is what enables me to go no,go on talking that is (pause) Whereas if you if were to die-(smile)-to speak in the old style- (simile off)—or away and leave me, then what would i do, what could i do,all day long, I mean between the bell for waking and the bell for sleep? (pause). Simple gaze before me with compressed lips )Long pause while she does so no more plucking). Not another word as long as I drew breath, nothing to break the silent of this place. (pause) Save possible, now and then every now and then, A sigh into my looking-glass (pause) or a brief…gale of laughter, should I happen too see the old joke again" A CLOSE READING OF THE ABOVE PARAGRAPH. ITS FROM THE TEXT HAPPY DAYS BY BECKETTE. IT HAS TO INCLUDE QUOTES FROM THE BOOK.

“Winne: Ah yes, if only I could bear to be alone, I mean prattle away with not a soul to hear (pause.) Not that I flatter myself you hear much, no Willie, God forbid (pause). Day perhaps when you heart nothing (pause) but days too when you answer (pause) so that i may say at all times, even when you do answer and perhaps hear nothing, something of this is being heard, i am not merely talking to myself, that is in the wildness, a thing i could never bear to do-for any length of time. (pause). That is what enables me to go no,go on talking that is (pause) Whereas if you if were to die-(smile)-to speak in the old style-
(simile off)—or away and leave me, then what would i do, what could i do,all day long, I mean between the bell for waking and the bell for sleep? (pause). Simple gaze before me with compressed lips )Long pause while she does so no more plucking). Not another word as long as I drew breath, nothing to break the silent of this place. (pause) Save possible, now and then every now and then, A sigh into my looking-glass (pause) or a brief…gale of laughter, should I happen too see the old joke again”

A CLOSE READING OF THE ABOVE PARAGRAPH. ITS FROM THE TEXT HAPPY DAYS BY BECKETTE. IT HAS TO INCLUDE QUOTES FROM THE BOOK.

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