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two knees, and I seen two women, and three women, and four women coming in, and they crossing themselves, and not saying a word. I looked out then, and there were men coming after them, and they holding a thing in the half of a red sail, and water dripping out of it--it was a dry day, Nora--and leaving a track to the door. [She pauses again with her hand stretched out towards the door. It opens softly and old women begin to come in, crossing themselves on the threshold, and kneeling down in front of the stage with red petticoats over their heads.] MAURYA [Half in a dream, to Cathleen.] Is it Patch, or Michael, or what is it at all? CATHLEEN Michael is after being found in the far north, and when he is found there how could he be here in this place? MAURYA There does be a power of young men floating round in the sea, and what way would they know if it was Michael they had, or another man like him, for when a man is nine days in the sea, and the wind blowing, it's hard set his own mother would be to say what man was it. CATHLEEN It's Michael, God spare him, for they're after sending us a bit of his clothes from the far north. [She reaches out and hands Maurya the clothes that belonged to Michael. Maurya stands up slowly, and takes them into her hands. NORA looks out.] NORA They're carrying a thing among them and there's water dripping out of it and leaving a track by the big stones. CATHLEEN [In a whisper to the women who have come in.] Is it Bartley it is? ONE OF THE WOMEN It is surely, God rest his soul. [Two younger women come in and pull out the table. Then men carry in the body of Bartley, laid on a plank, with a bit of a sail over it, and lay it on the table.] CATHLEEN [To the women, as they are doing so.] What way was he drowned? ONE OF THE WOMEN The gray pony knocked him into the sea, and he was washed out where there is a great surf on the white rocks. [Maurya has gone over and knelt down at the head of the table. The women are keening softly and swaying themselves with a slow movement. Cathleen and Nora kneel at the other end of the table. The men kneel near the door.] MAURYA [Raising her head and speaking as if she did not see the people around her.] They're all gone now, and there isn't anything more the sea can do to me.... I'll have no call now to be up crying and praying when the wind breaks from the south, and you can hear the surf is in the east, and the surf is
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