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there—spat on—but it draws your eyes along with it.
Ficsur
Draws your eyes along?
Liliom
Yes—whether you want to or not, you've got
to look after it—as long as the tiniest bit of it is
in sight.
Ficsur
Swell people sit in it.
Liliom
And read newspapers.
Ficsur
And smoke cigars.
Liliom
And inhale the smoke. [There it a short silence.]
Ficsur
Is he coming?
Liliom
Not yet. [Silence again. Liliom comes down,
speaks low, confidentially.] Do you hear the telegraph
wires?
Ficsur
I hear them when the wind blows.
