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# Seated one day at the organ
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# I was weary and ill at ease
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# And my fingers wandered idly
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# Over the noisy keys
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# I know not what I was playing
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# Or what I was dreaming then
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# But I struck one chord of music
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# Like the sound of a great amen
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# Like the sound
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# Of a great amen
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It's ridiculous.
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It is. I sent him the thing
on Monday of last week.

:43:16
He could have read it on the same day.
At the very least on Tuesday.

:43:19
Now ten days have passed
and not a word.

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- This concerns me greatly.
- It concerns "me" greatly.

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- You'll have to go and see him.
- I'll be buggered if I do any such thing!

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I present the man with my idea,
he rejects it...

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...I respond in detail to his misgivings
but answer came there none.

:43:35
Either he hasn't read it,
or he has read it and he doesn't like it.

:43:39
If he doesn't, he should say so.
At least we shall know where we stand.

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- Go and see him.
- No, Carte! You go and see him.

:43:45
I've no more shots in my locker.
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Sullivan & Gilbert! Who are they?
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At least we're going to
revive "The Sorcerer".

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Only as a stopgap.
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- It's breathing space.
- It won't run more than three months.

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Your unbounded optimism
is inspiring, Carte.


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