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Liliom
Even when the wind doesn't blow you can hear them humming, humming People talk through them.
Ficsur
Who?
Liliom
Jews.
Ficsur
No—they telegraph.
Liliom
They talk through them and from some other place they get answered. And it all goes through the iron strings—that's why they hum like that—they hum-m
Ficsur
What do they hum?
Liliom
They hum! ninety-nine, ninety-nine. Just listen.
Ficsur
What for?
Liliom
That sparrow's listening, too. He's cocked one eye and looks at me as if to say: "I'd like to know what they're talking about."
