'Malone', writes Malone, 'is what I am called now.' On his deathbed,
and wiling away the time with stories, the octogenarian Malone's
account of his condition is intermittent and contradictory, shifting
with the vagaries of the passing days: without mellowness, without
elegiacs; wittier, jauntier, and capable of wilder rages than Molloy.
_The sound I liked best had nothing noble about it. It was the barking
of the dogs, at night, in the clusters of hovels up in the hills,
where the stone-cutters lived, like generations of stone-cutters
before them. it came down to me where I lay, in the house in the
plain, wild and soft, at the limit of earshot, soon weary. The dogs of
the valley replied with their gross bay all fangs and jaws and
foam..._
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ISBN
9780571266913
Publisert
2015
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Faber & Faber
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Engelsk
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Digital bok
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