n! It was I awoke him; it was I kept him from hearing what
was maybe a divine message, a voice of truth; and he heard you speak,
and he believed the message was brought by you. You have made use of
your deceit and his mistaking ... you have left him without house or
means to support him, you are striving to destroy and to drag him to
entire ruin. I will not help you, I would rather see him die in his
trance and go into God's hands than awake him and see him go into
hell's mouth with vagabonds and outcasts like you!

JOHNNY B. [_turning to_ BIDDY]. You should have knowledge, Biddy Lally,
of the means to bring back a man that is away.

BIDDY. The power of the earth will do it through its herbs, and the
power of the air will do it kindling fire into flame.

JOHNNY B. Rise up and make no delay. Stretch out and gather a handful
of an herb that will bring him back from whatever place he is in.

BIDDY. Where is the use of herbs and his teeth clenched the way he
could not use them?

JOHNNY B. Take fire so in the devil's name and put it to the soles of
his feet. [_Takes lighted sod from fire._]

FATHER JOHN. Let him alone, I say!

[_Dashes away the sod._]

JOHNNY B. I will not leave him alone! I will not give in to leave him
swooning there and the country waiting for him to awake!

FATHER JOHN. I tell you I awoke him! I sent him into thieves' company!
I will not have him wakened again and evil things, it may be, waiting
to take hold of him! Back from him, back, I say! Will you dare to lay a
hand on me? You cannot do it! You cannot touch him against my will!

BIDDY. Mind yourself; don't be bringing us under the curse of the
church.

[JOHNNY _falls back_. MARTIN _moves._]

FATHER JOHN. It is God has him in His care. It is He is awaking him.
[MARTIN _has risen to his elbow._] Do not touch him, do not speak to
him, he may be hearing great secrets.

MARTIN. That music, I must go nearer ... sweet, marvellous music ...
louder than the trampling of the unicorns ... far louder, though the
mountain is shaking with their feet ... high, joyous music.

FATHER JOHN. Hush, he is listening to the music of heaven!

MARTIN. Take me to you, musicians, wherever you are! I will go nearer
to you; I hear you better now, more and more joyful; that is strange,
it is strange.

FATHER JOHN. He is getting some secret.

MARTIN. It is the music of paradise, that is certain, somebody said
that. It is certainly the musi