'I never know what you are thinking. Think.'
I think we are in rats' alley 115
Where the dead men lost their bones.
|'What is that noise?'|
|The wind under the door.|
|'What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?'|
|Nothing again nothing.||120|
|'You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember|
|Those are pearls that were his eyes.|