J.M. SYNGE AND tIME

    On Saturday, January 26turing in Aberdeen, and elegram   from Dublin after t of tern orld, t time. After one in t brougo my bedroom telegram, Audience broke up in disorder at t. I kneil I got t to Dublin on tuesday morning. On t no  forty young men  on t seats of t, and stamped and sed and blorumpets from to tain. On tuesday nigy young men o silence  a c; nor could anyone recognise try men and , grotesque persons, heir fancy.

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