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Title: In the Shadow of the Glen
Author: J. M. Synge
Posting Date: November 7, 2008 [EBook #1618]
Release Date: January, 1999
Language: English
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*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK IN THE SHADOW OF THE GLEN ***
Produced by Judy Boss
IN THE SHADOW OF THE GLEN
A PLAY IN ONE ACT
By J. M. Synge
First performed at the Molesworth Hall, Dublin, October 8th, 1903.
PERSONS
DAN BURKE (farmer and herd)... George Roberts
NORA BURKE (his wife)......... Maire Nic Shiubhlaigh
MICHEAL DARA (a young herd)... P. J. Kelly
A TRAMP....................... W. G. Fay
IN THE SHADOW OF THE GLEN
A PLAY IN ONE ACT
SCENE.--{The last cottage at the head of a long glen in County Wicklow.
Cottage kitchen; turf fire on the right; a bed near it against the wall
with a body lying on it covered with a sheet. A door is at the other
end of the room, with a low table near it, and stools, or wooden chairs.
There are a couple of glasses on the table, and a bottle of whisky, as
if for a wake, with two cups, a teapot, and a home-made cake. There is
another small door near the bed. Nora Burke is moving about the room,
settling a few things, and lighting candles on the table, looking now
and then at the bed with an uneasy look. Some one knocks softly at the
door. She takes up a stocking with money from the table and puts it in
her pocket. Then she opens the door.}
TRAMP {Outside.} Good evening to you, lady of the house.
NORA
Good evening, kindly stranger, it's a wild night, God help you, to be
out in the rain falling.
TRAMP It is, surely, and I walking to Brittas from the Aughrim fair.
NORA Is it walking on your feet, stranger?
TRAMP On my two feet, lady of the house, and when I saw the light below
I thought maybe if you'd a sup of new milk and a quiet decent corner
where a man could sleep {he looks in past her and sees the dead man.}
The Lord have mercy on us all!
NORA It doesn't matter anyway, stranger, come in out of the rain.
TRAMP {Coming in slowly and going towards the bed.} Is it departed he
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