in the shadow of the glen-第4章

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through　that　door；　I'm　telling　you；　and　let　you　not　be　passing
this　way　if　it's　hungry　you　are；　or　wanting　a　bed。

TRAMP
｛Pointing　to　Micheal。｝
Maybe　himself　would　take　her。

NORA
What　would　he　do　with　me　now？

TRAMP
Give　you　the　half　of　a　dry　bed；　and　good　food　in　your　mouth。

DAN
Is　it　a　fool　you　think　him；　stranger；　or　is　it　a　fool　you　were
born　yourself？　　Let　her　walk　out　of　that　door；　and　let　you　go
along　with　her；　stranger　　if　it's　raining　itself　　for　it's
too　much　talk　you　have　surely。

TRAMP
｛Going　over　to　Nora。｝
We'll　be　going　now；　lady　of　the　house　　the　rain　is　falling；　but
the　air　is　kind　and　maybe　it'll　be　a　grand　morning　by　the　grace
of　God。

NORA
What　good　is　a　grand　morning　when　I'm　destroyed　surely；　and　I
going　out　to　get　my　death　walking　the　roads？

TRAMP
You'll　not　be　getting　your　death　with　myself；　lady　of　the　house；
and　I　knowing　all　the　ways　a　man　can　put　food　in　his　mouth。　。　。　。
We'll　be　going　now；　I'm　telling　you；　and　the　time　you'll　be
feeling　the　cold；　and　the　frost；　and　the　great　rain；　and　the　sun
again；　and　the　south　wind　blowing　in　the　glens；　you'll　not　be
sitting　up　on　a　wet　ditch；　the　way　you're　after　sitting　in　the
place；　making　yourself　old　with　looking　on　each　day；　and　it
passing　you　by。　You'll　be　saying　one　time；　〃It's　a　grand　evening；
by　the　grace　of　God；〃　and　another　time；　〃It's　a　wild　night；　God
help　us；　but　it'll　pass　surely。〃　　You'll　be　saying

DAN
｛Goes　over　to　them　crying　out　impatiently。｝
Go　out　of　that　door；　I'm　telling　you；　and　do　your　blathering
below　in　the　glen。

｛Nora　gathers　a　few　things　into　her　shawl。｝

TRAMP
｛At　the　door。｝
Come　along　with　me　now；　lady　of　the　house；　and　it's　not　my
blather　you'll　be　hearing　only；　but　you'll　be　hearing　the　herons
crying　out　over　the　black　lakes；　and　you'll　be　hearing　the　grouse
and　the　owls　with　them；　and　the　larks　and　the　big　thrushes　when
the　days　are　warm；　and　it's　not　from　the　like　of　them　you'll　be
hearing　a　talk　of　getting　old　like　Peggy　Cavanagh；　and　losing　the
hair　off　you；　and　the　light　of　your　eyes；　but　it's　fine　songs
you'll　be　hearing　when　the　sun　goes　up；　and　there'll　be　no　old
fellow　wheezing；　the　like　of　a　sick　sheep；　close　to　your　ear。

NORA
I'm　thinking　it's　myself　will　be　wheezing　that　time　with　lying
down　under　the　Heavens　when　the　night　is　cold；　but　you've　a　fine
bit　of　talk；　stranger；　and　it's　with　yourself　I'll　go。

｛She　goes　towards　the　door；　then　turns　to　Dan。｝　　You　think　it's　a
grand　thing　you're　after　doing　with　your　letting　on　to　be　dead；
but　what　is　it　at　all？　　What　way　would　a　woman　live　in　a　lonesome
place　the　like　of　this　place；　and　she　not　making　a　talk　with　the
men　passing？　　And　what　way　will　yourself　live　from　this　day；　with
none　to　care　for　you？　What　is　it　you'll　have　now　but　a　black
life；　Daniel　Burke；　and　it's　not　long　I'm　telling　you；　till
you'll　be　lying　again　under　that　sheet；　and　you　dead　surely。

｛She　goes　out　with　the　Tramp。　Micheal　is　slinking　after　them；　but
Dan　stops　him。｝

DAN
Sit　down　now　and　take　a　little　taste　of　the　stuff；　Micheal　Dara。　
There's　a　great　drouth　on　me；　and　the　night　is　young。

MICHEAL
｛Coming　back　to　the　table。｝
And　it's　very　dry　I　am；　surely；　with　the　fear　of　death　you　put　on
me；　and　I　after　driving　mountain　ewes　since　the　turn　of　the　day。

DAN
｛Throwing　away　his　stick。｝
I　was　thinking　to　strike　you；　Micheal　Dara；　but　you're　a　quiet
man；　God　help　you；　and　I　don't　mind　you　at　all。

｛He　pours　out　two　glasses　of　whisky；　and　gives　one　to　Micheal。｝

DAN
Your　good　health；　Micheal　Dara。

MICHEAL
God　reward　you；　Daniel　Burke；　and　may　you　have　a　long　life；　and　a
quiet　life；　and　good　health　with　it。
｛They　drink。｝

CURTAIN。







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