"$TO $THE $GAY $LAUGH OF $MY $MOTHER $AT $THE $GATE OF $THE $GRAVE" PS001159 $ACT $I- $THE LIVING-ROOM OF THE $CLITHEROE FLAT IN $DUBLIN TENEMENT PS001160 $ACT $I$I- $A PUBLIC-HOUSE, OUTSIDE OF WHICH A MEETING IS BEING HELD PS001160 $ACT $I$I$I- $THE STREET OUTSIDE THE $CLITHEROE TENEMENT PS001160 $ACT $I$V- $THE ROOM OF $BESSIE $BURGESS PS001160 $TIME: $ACTS $I AND $I$I, $NOV 1915; $ACTS $I$I$I AND $I$V, $EASTER PS001160 $WEEK 1916. $A FEW DAYS ELAPSE BETWEEN $ACTS $I$I$I AND $I$V. PS001160 (($THE HOME OF THE $CLITHEROES. $IT CONSISTS OF THE FRONT AND BACK PS011161 DRAWING-ROOMS IN A FINE OLD $GEORGIAN HOUSE, STRUGGLING FOR ITS PS011161 LIFE AGAINST THE ASSAULTS OF TIME, AND THE MORE SAVAGE ASSAULTS PS011161 OF THE TENANTS. $THE ROOM SHOWN IS THE BACK DRAWING-ROOM, WIDE, PS011161 SPACIOUS, AND LOFTY. $AT THE BACK IS THE ENTRANCE TO THE FRONT PS011161 DRAWING-ROOM. $THE SPACE, ORIGINALLY OCCUPIED BY FOLDING DOORS, PS011161 IS NOW DRAPED WITH A CASEMENT CLOTH OF A DARK PURPLE, DECORATED PS011161 WITH A DESIGN IN REDDISH-PURPLE AND CREAM. $ONE OF THE CURTAINS IS PS011161 PULLED ASIDE, GIVING A GLIMPSE OF FRONT DRAWING-ROOM, AT THE END OF PS011161 WHICH CAN BE SEEN THE WIDE, LOFTY WINDOWS LOOKING OUT INTO THE PS011161 STREET. $THE ROOM DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF THE AUDIENCE IS FURNISHED PS011161 IN A WAY THAT SUGGESTS AN ATTEMPT TOWARDS A FINER EXPRESSION OF PS011161 DOMESTIC LIFE. $THE LARGE FIREPLACE ON THE RIGHT IS OF WOOD, PAINTED PS011161 TO LOOK LIKE MARBLE (THE ORIGINAL HAS BEEN TAKEN AWAY BY THE PS011161 LANDLORD). $ON THE MANTELSHELF ARE TWO CANDLESTICKS OF DARK CARVED PS011161 WOOD. $BETWEEN THEM IS A SMALL CLOCK. $OVER THE CLOCK IS HANGING A PS011161 CALENDAR WHICH DISPLAYS A PICTURE OF "$THE $SLEEPING $VENUS". $IN THE PS011161 CENTRE OF THE BREAST OF THE CHIMNEY HANGS A PICTURE OF $ROBERT PS011161 $EMMET. $ON THE RIGHT OF THE ENTRANCE TO THE FRONT DRAWING-ROOM IS PS011161 A COPY OF "$THE $GLEANERS", ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE A COPY OF PS011161 "$THE $ANGELUS". $UNDERNEATH "$THE $GLEANERS" IS A CHEST OF DRAWERS ON PS011161 WHICH STANDS A GREEN BOWL FILLED WITH SCARLET DAHLIAS AND WHITE PS011161 CHRYSANTHEMUMS. $NEAR TO THE FIREPLACE IS A SETTEE WHICH AT NIGHT PS011161 FORMS A DOUBLE BED FOR $CLITHEROE AND $NORA. $UNDERNEATH "$THE PS011161 $ANGELUS" ARE A NUMBER OF SHELVES CONTAINING SAUCEPANS AND A PS011161 FRYING-PAN. $UNDER THESE IS A TABLE ON WHICH ARE VARIOUS ARTICLES PS011161 OF DELF WARE. $NEAR THE END OF THE ROOM, OPPOSITE TO THE FIREPLACE PS011161 IS A GATE-LEGGED TABLE COVERED WITH A CLOTH. $ON TOP OF THE TABLE PS011161 A HUGH CAVALRY SWORD IS LYING. $TO THE RIGHT IS A DOOR WHICH LEADS PS011161 TO A LOBBY PS011161 FROM WHICH THE STAIRCASE LEADS TO THE HALL. $THE FLOOR IS COVERED PS011162 WITH A DARK GREEN LINOLEUM. $THE ROOM IS DIM EXCEPT WHERE IT IS PS011162 ILLUMINATED FROM THE GLOW OF THE FIRE. $THROUGH THE WINDOW OF THE PS011162 ROOM AT BACK CAN BE SEEN THE FLARING OF THE FLAME OF A GASOLENE PS011162 LAMP GIVING LIGHT TO WORKMEN REPAIRING THE STREET. $OCCASIONALLY PS011162 CAN BE HEARD THE CLANG OF CROWBARS STRIKING THE SETTS. $FLUTHER PS011162 $GOOD IS REPAIRING THE LOCK OF THE DOOR, RIGHT. $A CLAW-HAMMER IS PS011162 ON A CHAIR BESIDE HIM, AND HE HAS A SCREW-DRIVER IN HIS HAND. PS011162 $HE IS A MAN OF FORTY YEARS OF AGE, RARELY SURRENDERING TO THOUGHTS PS011162 OF ANXIETY, FOND OF HIS "OIL" BUT DETERMINED TO CONQUER THE PS011162 HABIT BEFORE HE DIES. $HE IS SQUARE-JAWED AND HARSHLY FEATURED; PS011162 UNDER THE LEFT EYE IS A SCAR, AND HIS NOSE IS BENT FROM A PS011162 SMASHING BLOW RECEIVED IN A FISTIC BATTLE LONG AGO. $HE IS BALD, PS011162 SAVE FOR A FEW PEEPING TUFTS OF REDDISH HAIR AROUND HIS EARS; AND PS011162 HIS UPPER LIP IS HIDDEN BY A SCRUBBY RED MOUSTACHE, EMBROIDERED PS011162 HERE AND THERE WITH A GREY HAIR. $HE IS DRESSED IN A SEEDY BLACK PS011162 SUIT, COTTON SHIRT WITH A SOFT COLLAR, AND WEARS A VERY RESPECTABLE PS011162 LITTLE BLACK BOW. $ON HIS HEAD IS A FADED JERRY HAT, WHICH, WHEN HE PS011162 IS EXCITED, HE HAS A HABIT OF KNOCKING FARTHER BACK ON HIS HEAD, IN PS011162 A SERIES OF TAPS. $IN AN ARGUMENT HE USUALLY FILLS WITH SOUND AND PS011162 FURY GENERALLY SIGNIFYING A ROW. $HE IS IN HIS SHIRT-SLEEVES AT PS011162 PRESENT, AND WEARS A SOILED WHITE APRON, FROM A POCKET IN WHICH PS011162 STICKS A CARPENTER'S TWO-FOOT RULE. $HE HAS JUST FINISHED THE PS011162 JOB OF PUTTING ON A NEW LOCK, AND, FILLED WITH SATISFACTION, HE IS PS011162 OPENING AND SHUTTING THE DOOR, ENJOYING THE COMPLETION OF A WORK PS011162 WELL DONE. $SITTING AT THE FIRE, AIRING A WHITE SHIRT, IS $PETER PS011162 $FLYNN. $HE IS A LITTLE, THIN BIT OF A MAN, WITH A FACE SHAPED LIKE PS011162 A LOZENGE; ON HIS CHEEKS AND UNDER HIS CHIN IS A STRAGGLING WIRY PS011162 BEARD OF A DIRTY-WHITE AND LEMON HUE. $HIS FACE INVARIABLY WEARS A PS011162 LOOK OF ANIMATED ANGUISH, MIXED WITH IRRITATED DEFIANCE, AS IF PS011162 EVERYBODY WAS AT WAR WITH HIM, AND HE AT WAR WITH EVERYBODY. $HE PS011162 IS COCKING HIS HEAD IN A WAY THAT SUGGESTS RESENTMENT AT THE PS011162 PRESENCE OF $FLUTHER, WHO PAYS NO ATTENTION TO HIM, APPARENTLY, PS011162 BUT IS REALLY FURTIVELY WATCHING HIM. $PETER IS CLAD IN A SINGLET, PS011162 WHITE WHIPCORD KNEE-BREECHES, AND IS IN HIS STOCKING-FEET. PS011163 $A VOICE IS HEARD SPEAKING OUTSIDE OF DOOR, $LEFT, PS011163 IT IS THAT OF $MRS $GOGAN.)) PS011163 ((OUTSIDE)) $WHO ARE YOU LOOKIN' FOR, SIR? $WHO? $MRS $CLITHEROE? \ PS011163 $OH, EXCUSE ME. $OH AY, UP THIS WAY. $SHE'S OUT, $I THINK: $I SEEN HER PS011163 GOIN'. $OH, YOU'VE SOMETHIN' FOR HER; $OH, EXCUSE ME. $YOU'RE FROM PS011163 $ARNOTT'S. \ $I SEE. \ $YOU'VE A PARCEL FOR HER. \ $RIGHTO. \ $I'LL PS011163 TAKE IT. \ $I'LL GIVE IT TO HER THE MINUTE SHE COMES IN. \ $IT'LL PS011163 BE QUITE SAFE. \ $OH, SIGN THAT. \ $EXCUSE ME. \ $WHERE? \ $HERE? \ PS011163 $NO, THERE, RIGHTO. $AM $I TO PUT $MAGGIE OR $MRS? $WHAT IS IT? $YOU PS011163 DUNNO? $OH, EXCUSE ME. PS011163 (($MRS $GOGAN OPENS THE DOOR AND COMES IN. $SHE IS A DOLEFUL-LOOKING PS011163 LITTLE WOMAN OF FORTY, INSINUATING MANNER AND SALLOW COMPLEXION. PS011163 $SHE IS FIDGETY AND NERVOUS, TERRIBLY TALKATIVE, HAS A HABIT OF PS011163 TAKING UP THINGS THAT MAY BE NEAR HER AND FIDDLING WITH THEM PS011163 WHILE SHE IS SPEAKING. $HER HEART IS AFLAME WITH CURIOSITY, AND PS011163 A FLY COULD NOT COME INTO NOR GO OUT OF THE HOUSE WITHOUT HER PS011163 KNOWING. $SHE HAS A DRAPER'S PARCEL IN HER HAND, THE KNOT OF THE PS011163 TWINE TYING IT IS UNTIED. $PETER, MORE RESENTFUL OF THIS INTRUSION PS011163 THAN OF $FLUTER'S PRESENCE, GETS UP FROM THE CHAIR, AND WITHOUT PS011163 LOOKING AROUND, HIS HEAD CARRIED AT AN ANGRY COCK, MARCHES INTO PS011163 THE ROOM AT BACK.)) PS011163 ((REMOVING THE PAPER AND OPENING THE CARDBOARD BOX IT CONTAINS)) PS011163 $I WONDHER WHAT'S THAT NOW? $A HAT! (($SHE TAKES OUT A HAT, BLACK, WITH PS011163 DECORATIONS IN RED AND GOLD.)) $GOD, SHE'S GOIN' TO TH' DIVIL LATELY PS011163 FOR STYLE! $THAT HAT, NOW, COST MORE THAN A PENNY. $SUCH NOTIONS OF PS011163 UPPEROSITY SHE'S GETTIN'. (($PUTTING THE HAT ON HER HEAD)) $OH, SWANK, PS011163 WHAT! (($SHE REPLACES IT IN PARCEL.)) PS011163 $SHE'S A PRETTY LITTLE $JUDY, ALL THE SAME. PS011164 $AH, SHE IS, AN' SHE ISN'T. $THERE'S PRETTINESS AN' PRETTINESS PS011164 IN IT. $I'M ALWAYS SAYIN' THAT HER SKIRTS ARE A LITTLE TOO SHORT FOR PS011164 A MARRIED WOMAN. $AN' TO SEE HER, SOMETIMES OF AN EVENIN', IN HER PS011164 GLAD-NECK GOWN WOULD MAKE A BODY'S BLOOD RUN COLD. $I DO BE ASHAMED PS011164 OF ME LIFE BEFORE HER HUSBAND. $AN' TH' WAY SHE THRIES TO BE POLITE, PS011164 WITH HER "$GOOD MORNIN', $MRS $GOGAN," WHEN SHE'S GOIN' DOWN, AN' HER PS011164 "$GOOD EVENIN', $MRS $GOGAN," WHEN SHE'S COMIN' UP. $BUT THERE'S PS011164 POLITENESS AN' POLITENESS IN IT. PS011164 $THEY SEEM TO GET ON WELL TOGETHER, ALL THE SAME. PS011164 $AH, THEY DO, AN' THEY DON'T. $THE PAIR O' THEM USED TO BE LIKE PS011164 TWO TURTLE DOVES ALWAYS BILLIN' AN' COOIN'. $YOU COULDN'T COME INTO PS011164 TH' ROOM BUT YOU'D FEEL, INSTINCTIVE LIKE, THAT THEY'D JUST BEEN PS011164 AFTHER KISSIN' AN' CUDDLIN' EACH OTHER. \ $IT OFTEN MADE ME SHIVER, PS011164 FOR, AFTHER ALL, THERE'S KISSIN' AN' CUDDLIN' IN IT. $BUT $I'M PS011164 THINKIN' HE'S BEGINNIN' TO TAKE THINGS MORE QUIETLY; THE MYSTHERY PS011164 OF HAVIN' A WOMAN'S A MYSTHERY NO LONGER. \ $SHE DHRESSES HERSELF PS011164 TO KEEP HIM WITH HER, BUT IT'S NO USE- AFTHER A MONTH OR TWO, PS011164 TH' WONDHER OF A WOMAN WEARS OFF. PS011164 $I DUNNO, $I DUNNO. $NOT WISHIN' TO SAY ANYTHING DEROGATORY, $I PS011164 THINK IT'S ALL A QUESTION OF LOCATION: WHEN A MAN FINDS TH' WONDHER PS011164 OF ONE WOMAN BEGINNIN' TO DIE, IT'S USUALLY PS011164 BEGINNIN' TO LIVE IN ANOTHER. PS011164 $SHE'S ALWAYS GRUMBLIN' ABOUT HAVIN' TO LIVE IN A TENEMENT PS011164 HOUSE. "$I WOULDN'T LIKE TO SPEND ME LAST HOUR IN ONE, LET ALONE PS011164 LIVE ME LIFE IN A TENEMENT," SAYS SHE. "$VAULTS," SAYS SHE, "THAT PS011164 ARE HIDIN' TH' PS011164 DEAD, INSTEAD OF HOMES THAT ARE SHELTHERIN' TH' LIVIN'." "$MANY A PS011165 GOOD ONE," SAYS $I, "WAS REARED IN A TENEMENT HOUSE." $OH, YOU KNOW PS011165 SHE'S A WELL-UP LITTLE LASSIE, TOO; ABLE TO MAKE A SHILLIN' GO PS011165 WHERE ANOTHER WOULD HAVE TO SPEND A POUND. $SHE'S WIPIN' TH' EYES PS011165 OF TH' $COVEY AN' POOR OUL' $PETHER- EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT- SCREWIN' PS011165 EVERY PENNY SHE CAN OUT O' THEM, IN ORDHER TO TURN TH' PLACE INTO PS011165 A BABBY-HOUSE. $AN' SHE HAS TH' LIFE FRIGHTENED OUT O' THEM; WASHIN' PS011165 THEIR FACE, COMBIN' THEIR HAIR, WIPIN' THEIR FEET, BRUSHIN' THEIR PS011165 CLOTHES, THRIMMIN' THEIR NAILS, CLEANIN' THEIR TEETH- $GOD PS011165 $ALMIGHTY, YOU'D THINK TH' POOR MEN WERE UNDHER GOIN' PENAL SERVITUDE. PS011165 ((WITH AN EXCLAMATION OF DISGUST! $A-A-AH, THAT'S GOIN' BEYOND PS011165 TH' BEYONDS IN A TENEMENT HOUSE. $THAT'S A LITTLE BIT TOO DEROGATORY. PS011165 (($PETER ENTERS FROM ROOM, $BACK, HEAD ELEVATED AND RESENTFUL FIRE IN PS011165 HIS EYES; HE IS STILL IN HIS SINGLET AND TROUSERS, BUT IS NOW PS011165 WEARING A PAIR OF UNLACED BOOTS- POSSIBLY TO BE DECENT IN THE PS011165 PRESENCE OF $MRS $GOGAN. $HE PLACES THE WHITE SHIRT, WHICH HE HAS PS011165 CARRIED IN ON HIS ARM, ON THE BACK OF A CHAIR NEAR THE FIRE, AND, PS011165 GOING OVER TO THE CHEST OF DRAWERS, HE OPENS DRAWER AFTER DRAWER, PS011165 LOOKING FOR SOMETHING; AS HE FAILS TO FIND IT HE CLOSES EACH PS011165 DRAWER WITH A SNAP; HE PULLS OUT PIECES OF LINEN NEATLY FOLDED, PS011165 AND BUNDLES THEM BACK AGAIN ANY WAY.)) PS011165 ((IN ACCENTS OF ANGUISH! $WELL, $GOD $ALMIGHTY, GIVE ME PATIENCE! PS011165 (($HE RETURNS TO ROOM, $BACK, GIVING THE SHIRT PS011165 A VICIOUS TURN AS HE PASSES.! PS011165 $I WONDHER WHAT HE IS FOOSTHERIN' FOR NOW? PS011165 $HE'S ADORNIN' HIMSELF FOR TH' MEETING TO-NIGHT. PS011165 (($PULLING A HANDBILL FROM HIS POCKET AND READING)) PS011166 "$GREAT $DEMONSTRATION AN' TORCHLIGHT PROCESSION AROUND PLACES IN PS011166 TH' CITY SACRED TO TH' MEMORY OF $IRISH $PATRIOTS, TO BE CONCLUDED BE PS011166 A MEETIN', AT WHICH WILL BE TAKEN AN OATH OF FEALTY TO TH' $IRISH PS011166 $REPUBLIC. $FORMATION IN $PARNELL $SQUARE AT EIGHT O'CLOCK." $WELL, THEYPS011166 CAN HOLD IT FOR $FLUTHER. $I'M UP TH' POLE; NO MORE DHRINK FOR $FLUTHER.PS011166 $IT'S THREE DAYS NOW SINCE $I TOUCHED A DHROP, AN' $I PS011166 FEEL A NEW MAN ALREADY. PS011166 $ISN'T OUL' $PETER A FUNNY-LOOKIN' LITTLE MAN? \ $LIKE SOMETHIN' PS011166 YOU'D PICK OFF A $CHRISTMAS $TREE. \ $WHEN HE'S DHRESSED UP IN HIS PS011166 CANONICALS, YOU'D WONDHER WHERE HE'D BEEN GOT. $GOD FORGIVE ME, WHEN PS011166 $I SEE HIM IN THEM, $I ALWAYS THINK HE MUST HA' HAD A $MORMON FOR A PS011166 FATHER! $HE AN' TH' $COVEY CAN'T ABIDE EACH OTHER; TH' PAIR O' THEM PS011166 IS ALWAYS AT IT, THRYIN' TO BEST EACH OTHER. $THERE'LL BE PS011166 BLOOD DHRAWN ONE O' THESE DAYS. PS011166 $HOW IS IT THAT $CLITHEROE HIMSELF, NOW, DOESN'T HAVE ANYTHIN' PS011166 TO DO WITH TH' $CITIZEN $ARMY? $A COUPLE O' MONTHS AGO, AN' YOU'D PS011166 HARDLY EVER SEE HIM WITHOUT HIS GUN, AN' THE PS011166 $RED $HEAD O' $LIBERTY $HALL IN HIS HAT. PS011166 $JUST BECAUSE HE WASN'T MADE A $CAPTAIN OF. $HE WASN'T GOIN' TO BEPS011166 IN ANYTHING WHERE HE COULDN'T BE CONSPISHUOUS. $HE WAS SO COCKSURE PS011166 O' BEING MADE ONE THAT HE BOUGHT A $SAM $BROWNE BELT, AN' WAS ALWAYS PS011166 PUTTIN' IT ON AN' STANDIN' AT TH' DOOR SHOWING IT OFF, TILL TH' MAN PS011166 CAME AN' PUT OUT TH' STREET LAMPS ON HIM! $GOD, $I THINK HE USED TO PS011166 BRING IT TO BED WITH HIM! $BUT $I'M TELLIN' YOU HERSELF WAS DELIGHTED PS011166 THAT THAT COCK DIDN'T CROW, FOR SHE'S LIKE A CLOCKIN' HEN IF HE PS011166 LEAVES HER SIGHT FOR A MINUTE. PS011166 (($WHILE SHE IS TALKING, SHE TAKES UP BOOK AFTER BOOK FROM THE TABLE, PS011167 LOOKS INTO EACH OF THEM IN A NEAR-SIGHTED WAY, AND THEN LEAVES PS011167 THEM BACK. $SHE NOW LIFTS UP THE SWORD, AND PROCEEDS TO EXAMINE IT.)) PS011167 $BE TH' LOOK OF IT, THIS MUST HA' BEEN A GENERAL'S SWORD. \ $ALL PS011167 TH' GOLD LACE AN' TH' FINE FIGARIES ON IT. \ $SURE PS011167 IT'S TWICED TOO BIG FOR HIM. PS011167 $A-AH; IT'S A BABY'S RATTLE HE OUGHT TO HAVE, AN' HE AS HE IS PS011167 WITH THOUGHTS TOSSIN' IN HIS HEAD OF WHAT MAY HAPPEN TO HIM PS011167 ON TH' DAY O' JUDGEMENT. PS011167 (($PETER HAS ENTERED, AND SEEING $MRS $GOGAN WITH THE SWORD, GOES OVER PS011167 TO HER, PULLS IT RESENTFULLY OUT OF HER HANDS, AND MARCHES INTO PS011167 THE ROOM, $BACK, WITHOUT SPEAKING.)) PS011167 ((AS $PETER WHIPS THE SWORD)) $OH, EXCUSE ME! \ (($TO $FLUTHER)) PS011167 $ISN'T HE TH' SURLY OUL' RASCAL! PS011167 $TAKE NO NOTICE OF HIM. \ $YOU'D THINK HE WAS DUMB, BUT WHEN PS011167 YOU GET HIS GOAT, OR HE HAS A FEW JARS UP, PS011167 HE'S VICE VERSA. (($HE COUGHS.! PS011167 ((SHE HAS NOW SIDLED OVER AS FAR AS THE SHIRT HANGING ON THE PS011167 CHAIR! $OH, YOU'VE GOT A COLD ON YOU, $FLUTHER. PS011167 ((CARELESSLY)) $AH, IT'S ONLY A LITTLE ONE. PS011167 $YOU'D WANT TO BE CAREFUL, ALL TH' SAME. $I KNEW A WOMAN, A BIG PS011167 LUMP OF A WOMAN, RED-FACED AN' ROUND-BODIED, A LITTLE AWKWARD ON PS011167 HER FEET; YOU'D THINK, TO LOOK AT HER, SHE COULD PUT OUT HER TWO PS011167 ARMS AN' LIFT A TWO-STORIED HOUSE ON TH' TOP OF HER HEAD; GOT A PS011167 TICKLIN' IN HER THROAT, AN' A LITTLE COUGH, AN' TH' NEXT MORNIN' PS011167 SHE HAD A LITTLE CATCHIN' IN HER CHEST, AN' THEY HAD JUST TIME TO WET PS011167 HER LIPS WITH A LITTLE RUM, AN' OFF SHE WENT. PS011167 (($SHE BEGINS TO LOOK AT AND HANDLE THE SHIRT.)) PS011167 ((A LITTLE NERVOUSLY)) $IT'S ONLY A LITTLE COLD $I HAVE; THERE'S PS011168 NOTHING DEROGATORY WRONG WITH ME. PS011168 $I DUNNO; THERE'S MANY A MAN THIS MINUTE LOWERIN' A PINT, PS011168 THINKIN' OF A WOMAN, OR PICKIN' OUT A WINNER, OR DOIN' WORK AS YOU'RE PS011168 DOIN', WHILE TH' HEARSE DHRAWN BE TH' HORSES WITH THE BLACK PLUMES PS011168 IS DHRIVIN' UP TO HIS OWN HALL DOOR, AN' A VOICE THAT HE DOESN'T HEAR PS011168 IS MUTTHERIN' IN HIS EAR, =$EARTH TO EARTH, AN' ASHES T' ASHES, PS011168 AN DUST TO DUST.= PS011168 ((FAINTLY)) $A MAN IN TH' PINK O' HEALTH PS011168 SHOULD HAVE A HOLY HORROR OF ALLOWIN' THOUGHTS O' DEATH TO BE PS011168 FESTHERIN' IN HIS MIND, FOR- ((WITH A FRIGHTENED COUGH)) BE $GOD, PS011168 $I THINK $I'M AFTHER GETTIN' A LITTLE CATCH IN ME CHEST THAT TIME- PS011168 IT'S A CREEPY THING TO BE THINKIN' ABOUT. PS011168 $IT IS, AN' IT ISN'T; IT'S BOTH BAD AN' GOOD. \ $IT ALWAYS GIVES PS011168 MESELF A KIND O' THRESSPASSIN' JOY TO FEEL MESELF MOVIN' ALONG IN PS011168 A MOURNIN' COACH, AN' ME THINKIN' THAT, MAYBE, TH' NEXT FUNERAL'LL PS011168 BE ME OWN, AN' GLAD, IN A QUIET WAY, THAT THIS IS SOMEBODY ELSE'S. PS011168 $AN' A CURIOUS KIND OF A GASPIN' FOR BREATH- $I HOPE THERE'S PS011168 NOTHIN' DEROGATORY WRONG WITH ME. PS011168 ((EXAMINING THE SHIRT)) $FRILLS ON IT, LIKE A WOMAN'S PETTICOAT. PS011168 $SUDDENLY GETTIN' HOT, AN' THEN, JUST AS SUDDENLY, GETTIN' COLD. PS011168 ((HOLDING OUT THE SHIRT TOWARDS $FLUTHER)) $HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO PS011168 BE WEARIN' THIS $LORD $MAYOR'S NIGHT-DHRESS, $FLUTHER? PS011168 ((VEHEMENTLY)) $BLAST YOU AN' YOUR NIGHTSHIRT! $IS A PS011168 MAN FERMENTIN' WITH FEAR TO STICK TH' SHOWIN' OFF TO HIM PS011169 OF A THING THAT LOOKS LIKE A SHININ' SHROUD? PS011169 $OH, EXCUSE ME! PS011169 (($PETER HAS AGAIN ENTERED, AND HE PULLS THE SHIRT FROM THE HANDS OF PS011169 $MRS $GOGAN, REPLACING IT ON THE CHAIR. $HE RETURNS TO ROOM.)) PS011169 ((AS HE GOES OUT)) $WELL, $GOD $ALMIGHTY, GIVE ME PATIENCE! PS011169 ((TO $PETER)) $OH, EXCUSE ME! PS011169 (($THERE IS HEARD A CHEER FROM THE MEN WORKING OUTSIDE ON THE STREET, PS011169 FOLLOWED BY THE CLANG OF TOOLS BEING THROWN DOWN, THEN SILENCE. PS011169 $THE GLARE OF THE GASOLENE LIGHT DIMINISHES AND FINALLY GOES OUT.)) PS011169 ((RUNNING INTO THE BACK ROOM TO LOOK OUT OF THE WINDOW)) $WHAT'S PS011169 THE MEN REPAIRIN' TH' STREETS CHEERIN' FOR? PS011169 ((SITTING DOWN WEAKLY ON A CHAIR)) $YOU CAN'T SNEEZE BUT THAT OUL' PS011169 ONE WANTS TO KNOW TH' WHY AN' TH' WHEREFORE. \ $I FEEL AS DIZZY AS PS011169 BEDAMNED! $I HOPE $I DIDN'T GIVE UP TH' BEER TOO SUDDENLY. PS011169 (($THE $COVEY COMES IN BY DOOR, $RIGHT. $HE IS ABOUT TWENTY-FIVE, PS011169 TALL, THIN, WITH LINES ON HIS FACE THAT FORM A PERPETUAL PS011169 PROTEST AGAINST LIFE AS HE CONCEIVES IT TO BE. $HEAVY SEAMS PS011169 FALL FROM EACH SIDE OF NOSE, DOWN AROUND HIS LIPS, AS IF THEY WERE PS011169 SUSPENDERS KEEPING HIS MOUTH FROM FALLING. $HE SPEAKS IN A SLOW, PS011169 WAILING DRAWL; MORE RAPIDLY WHEN HE IS EXCITED. $HE IS DRESSED IN PS011169 DUNGAREES, AND IS WEARING A VIVIDLY RED TIE. $HE FLINGS HIS CAP PS011169 WITH A GESTURE OF DISGUST ON THE TABLE, AND BEGINS TO TAKE PS011169 OFF HIS OVERALLS.)) PS011169 ((TO THE $COVEY, AS SHE RUNS BACK INTO THE ROOM)) $WHAT'S PS011170 AFTER HAPPENIN', $COVEY? PS011170 ((WITH CONTEMPT)) $TH' JOB'S STOPPED. $THEY'VE BEEN MOBILIZED TO PS011170 MARCH IN TH' DEMONSTRATION TO-NIGHT UNDHER TH' $PLOUGH AN' TH' $STARS. PS011170 $DIDN'T YOU HEAR THEM CHEERIN', TH' MUGS! $THEY HAVE TO RENEW THEIR PS011170 POLITICAL BAPTISMAL VOWS TO BE FAITHFUL IN SECULO SECULORUM. PS011170 ((FORGETTING HIS FEAR IN HIS INDIGNATION)) $THERE'S NO REASON TO PS011170 BRING RELIGION INTO IT. $I THINK WE OUGHT TO HAVE AS GREAT A REGARD PS011170 FOR RELIGION AS WE CAN, SO AS TO KEEP IT PS011170 OUT OF AS MANY THINGS AS POSSIBLE. PS011170 ((PAUSING IN THE TAKING OFF OF HIS GUNGAREES)) $OH, YOU'RE ONE O' PS011170 THE BOYS THAT CLIMB INTO RELIGION AS HIGH AS A SHORT $MASS ON $SUNDAY PS011170 MORNIN'S? $I SUPPOSE YOU'LL BE SINGIN' SONGS O' $SION AN' SONGS PS011170 O' $TARA AT TH' MEETIN', TOO. PS011170 $WE'RE ALL $IRISHMEN, ANYHOW; AREN'T WE? PS011170 ((WITH HAND OUTSTRETCHED, AND IN A PROFESSIONAL TONE)) $LOOK HERE, PS011170 COMRADE, THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS AN $IRISHMAN, OR AN $ENGLISHMAN, OR PS011170 A $GERMAN OR A $TURK; WE'RE ALL HUMAN BEIN'S. $SCIENTIFICALLY SPEAKIN', PS011170 IT'S ALL A QUESTION OF THE ACCIDENTAL GATHERIN' TOGETHER PS011170 OF MOLLYCEWELS AN' ATOMS. PS011170 (($PETER COMES IN WITH A COLLAR IN HIS HAND. $HE GOES OVER TO THE PS011170 MIRROR, $LEFT, AND PROCEEDS TO TRY TO PUT IT ON.)) PS011170 $MOLLYCEWELS AN' ATOMS! $D'YE THINK $I'M GOIN' TO LISTEN TO YOU PS011170 THRYIN' TO JUGGLE $FLUTHER'S MIND WITH COMPLICATED PS011170 CUNUNDHRUMS OF MOLLYCEWELS AN' ATOMS? PS011170 ((RATHER LOUDLY)) $THERE'S NOTHIN' COMPLICATED IN IT. PS011170 $THERE'S NO FEAR O' TH' $CHURCH TELLIN' YOU THAT PS011170 MOLLYCEWELS IS A STICKIN' TOGETHER OF MILLIONS OF ATOMS O' SODIUM, PS011171 CARBON, POTASSIUM O' IODIDE, ETCETERA, THAT, ACCORDIN' TO TH' WAY PS011171 THEY'RE MIXED, MAKE A FLOWER, A FISH, A STAR THAT YOU SEE SHININ' PS011171 IN TH' SKY, OR A MAN WITH A BIG BRAIN LIKE ME, PS011171 OR A MAN WITH A LITTLE BRAIN LIKE YOU! PS011171 ((MORE LOUDLY STILL)) $THERE'S NO NECESSITY TO BE RAISIN' YOUR PS011171 VOICE; SHOUTIN'S NO MANIFESTIN' FORTH OF A GROWIN' MIND. PS011171 ((STRUGGLING WITH HIS COLLAR)) $GOD, GIVE ME PATIENCE WITH THIS PS011171 THING. \ $SHE MAKES THESE COLLARS AS STIFF WITH STARCH AS A SHININ' PS011171 BAND O' SOLID STEEL! $SHE DOES IT PURPOSELY TO THRY AN' TWART ME. PS011171 $IF $I CAN'T GET IT ON TH' SINGLET, HOW, IN TH' $NAME O' $GOD, PS011171 AM $I GOIN' TO GET IT ON TH' SHIRT? PS011171 ((LOUDLY)) $THERE'S NO USE O' ARGUIN' WITH YOU; PS011171 IT'S EDUCATION YOU WANT, COMRADE. PS011171 $THE $COVEY AN' $GOD MADE TH' WORLD, $I SUPPOSE, WHA'? PS011171 $WHEN $I HEAR SOME MEN TALKIN' $I'M INCLINED TO DISBELIEVE THAT PS011171 TH' WORLD'S EIGHT-HUNDRED MILLION YEARS OLD, FOR IT'S NOT LONG PS011171 SINCE TH' FATHERS O' SOME O' THEM CRAWLED PS011171 OUT O' TH' SHELTHERIN' SLIME O' THE SEA. PS011171 ((FROM ROOM AT BACK)) $THERE, THEY'RE AFTHER FORMIN' FOURS, PS011171 AN' NOW THEY'RE GOIN' TO MARCH AWAY. PS011171 ((SCORNFULLY)) $MOLLYCEWELS! (($HE BEGINS TO UNTIE HIS APRON)) PS011171 $WHAT ABOUT $ADAM AN' $EVE? PS011171 $WELL, WHAT ABOUT THEM? PS011171 ((FIERCELY)) $WHAT ABOUT THEM, YOU? PS011171 $ADAM AN' $EVE! $IS THAT AS FAR AS YOU'VE GOT? $ARE YOU STILL PS011172 THINKIN' THERE WAS NOBODY IN TH' WORLD BEFORE $ADAM AN' $EVE? PS011172 ((LOUDLY)) $DID YOU EVER HEAR, MAN, OF TH' SKELETON OF TH' MAN OF $JAVA? PS011172 ((CASTING THE COLLAR FROM HIM)) $BLAST IT, BLAST IT, BLAST IT! PS011172 ((VICIOUSLY FOLDING HIS APRON)) $AH, YOU'RE NOT GOIN' TO BE LET PS011172 TAP YOUR RUBBIDGE O' THOUGHTS INTO TH' MIND O' $FLUTHER. PS011172 $YOU'RE AFRAID TO LISTEN TO TH' THRUTH! PS011172 $WHO'S AFRAID? PS011172 $YOU ARE! PS011172 $G'WAY, YOU WURUM! PS011172 $WHO'S A WORUM? PS011172 $YOU ARE, OR YOU WOULDN'T TALK TH' WAY YOU'RE TALKIN'. PS011172 $TH' OUL', IGNORANT SAVAGE LEPPIN' UP IN YOU, WHEN SCIENCE PS011172 SHOWS YOU THAT TH' HEAD OF YOUR GOD IS AN EMPTY ONE. $WELL, $I HOPE PS011172 YOU'RE ENJOYIN' TH' BLESSIN' O' HAVIN' PS011172 TO LIVE BE TH' SWEAT OF YOUR BROW. PS011172 $YOU'LL BE KICKIN' AN' YELLIN' FOR TH' PRIEST YET, ME BOYO. PS011172 $I'M NOT GOIN' TO STAND SILENT AN' SIMPLE LISTENIN' TO A THICK LIKE PS011172 YOU MAKIN' A MADDENIN' MOCKERY O' $GOD $ALMIGHTY. $IT 'UD BE A NICE PS011172 DEROGATORY THING ON ME CONSCIENCE, AN' ME DYIN', TO LOOK BACK IN PS011172 REMEMBERIN' SHAME OF TALKIN' TO A WORD-WEAVIN' LITTLE PS011172 IGNORANT YAHOO OF A RED FLAG $SOCIALIST! PS011172 ((SHE HAS RETURNED TO THE FRONT ROOM, AND HAS PS011172 WANDERED AROUND LOOKING AT THINGS IN GENERAL, AND IS NOW IN FRONT PS011173 OF THE FIREPLACE LOOKING AT THE PICTURE HANGING OVER IT.)) PS011173 $FOR $GOD'S SAKE, $FLUTHER, DHROP IT; THERE'S ALWAYS TH' MAKIN' OF A PS011173 ROW IN TH' MENTION OF RELIGION. \ (($LOOKING AT PICTURE)) $GOD BLESS PS011173 US, IT'S A NAKED WOMAN! PS011173 ((COMING OVER TO LOOK AT IT)) $WHAT'S UNDHER IT? (($READING)) PS011173 "$GEORGINA: $THE $SLEEPIN' $VENNIS". $OH, THAT'S A TERRIBLE PICTURE; PS011173 OH, THAT'S A SHOCKIN' PICTURE! $OH, TH' ONE THAT GOT THAT TAKEN, PS011173 SHE MUST HAVE BEEN A PRIME LASSIE! PS011173 ((WHO ALSO HAS COME OVER TO LOOK, LAUGHING, WITH HIS BODY PS011173 BENT AT THE WAIST, AND HIS HEAD SLIGHTLY TILTED BACK)) $HEE, PS011173 HEE, HEE, HEE, HEE! PS011173 ((INDIGNANTLY, TO $PETER)) $WHAT ARE YOU HEE, HEE-IN' FOR? PS011173 $THAT'S A NICE THING TO BE HEE, HEE-IN AT. $WHERE'S YOUR MORALITY, MAN? PS011173 $GOD FORGIVE US, IT'S NOT RIGHT TO BE LOOKIN' AT IT. PS011173 $IT'S NEARLY A DEROGATORY THING TO BE IN TH' ROOM WHERE IT IS. PS011173 ((GIGGLING HYSTERICALLY)) $I COULDN'T STOP ANY LONGER IN TH' PS011173 SAME ROOM WITH THREE MEN, AFTHER LOOKIN' AT IT! (($SHE GOES OUT. PS011173 $THE $COVEY, WHO HAS DIVESTED HIMSELF OF HIS DUNGAREES, THROWS THEM PS011173 WITH A CONTEMPTOUS MOTION ON TOP OF $PETER'S WHITE SHIRT.)) PS011173 ((PLAINTIVELY)) $WHERE ARE YOU THROWIN' THEM? $ARE YOU THRYIN' PS011173 TO TWART AN' TORMENT ME AGAIN? PS011173 $WHO'S THRYIN' TO TWART YOU? PS011173 ((FLINGING THE DUNGAREES VIOLENTLY ON THE FLOOR)) $YOU'RE NOT PS011174 GOIN' TO MAKE ME LOSE ME TEMPER, ME YOUNG $COVEY. PS011174 ((FLINGING THE WHITE SHIRT ON THE FLOOR)) $IF YOU'RE $NORA'S PS011174 PET, ASELF, YOU'RE NOT GOIN' TO GET YOUR WAY IN EVERYTHING. PS011174 ((PLAINTIVELY, WITH EYES LOOKING UP AT THE CEILING)) $I'LL SAY PS011174 NOTHIN'. \ $I'LL LEAVE YOU TO TH' DAY WHEN TH' ALL-PITIFUL, PS011174 ALL-MERCIFUL, ALL-LOVIN' $GOD'LL BE HANDIN' YOU TO TH' ANGELS TO PS011174 BE RIEVIN' AN' ROASTIN' YOU, TEARIN' AN' TORMENTIN' YOU, PS011174 BURNIN' AN' BLASTIN' YOU! PS011174 $AREN'T YOU TH' LITTLE MALIGNANT OUL' BASTARD, PS011174 YOU LEMON-WHISKERED OUL' SWINE! PS011174 (($PETER RUNS TO THE SWORD, DRAWS IT, AND MAKES FOR THE $COVEY, WHO PS011174 DODGES HIM AROUND THE TABLE; $PETER HAS NO INTENTION OF STRIKING, PS011174 BUT THE $COVEY WANTS TO TAKE NO CHANCES.)) PS011174 ((DODGING! $FLUTHER, HOLD HIM, THERE. $IT'S A NICE THING TO HAVE PS011174 A LUNATIC LIKE THIS LASHIN' AROUND WITH A LETHAL WEAPON! PS011174 (($THE $COVEY DARTS OUT OF THE ROOM, $RIGHT, SLAMMING THE DOOR PS011174 IN THE FACE OF $PETER.)) PS011174 ((BATTERING AND PULLING AT THE DOOR)) $LEMME OUT, LEMME OUT; PS011174 ISN'T IT A POOR THING FOR A MAN WHO WOULDN'T SAY A WORD AGAINST PS011174 HIS GREATEST ENEMY TO HAVE TO LISTEN TO THAT $COVEY'S TWARTIN' PS011174 ANIMOSITIES, SHOVIN' POOR, PATIENT PEOPLE INTO A LASHIN' OUT OF PS011174 CURSES THAT DARKEN HIS SOUL WITH TH' SHADOW PS011174 OF TH' WRATH OF TH' LAST DAY! PS011174 $WHY D'YE TAKE NOTICE OF HIM? $IF HE SEEN YOU DIDN'T, PS011174 HE'D SAY NOTHIN' DEROGATORY. PS011174 $I'LL MAKE HIM STOP HIS LAUGHIN' AN' LEERIN', JIBIN' AN' PS011174 JEERIN' AN' SCARIFYIN' PEOPLE WITH HIS PS011174 CORNER-BOY INSINUATIONS! \ $HE'S ALWAYS THRYIN' TO ROUSE ME: IF IT'S PS011175 NOT A SONG, IT'S A WHISTLE; IF IT ISN'T A WHISTLE, IT'S A COUGH. PS011175 $BUT YOU CAN TAUNT AN' TAUNT- $I'M LAUGHIN' AT YOU; PS011175 HE, HEE, HEE, HEE, HEE, HEEE! PS011175 ((SINGING THROUGH THE KEYHOLE)): PS011175 =$DEAR HARP O' ME COUNTHRY, IN DARKNESS $I FOUND THEE, PS011175 $THE DARK CHAIN OF SILENCE HAD HUNG O'ER THEE LONG- = PS011175 ((FRANTICALLY)) $JASUS, D'YE HEAR THAT? $D'YE HEAR HIM PS011175 SOUNDIN' FORTH HIS DIVIL-SOULED SONG O' PROVOCATION? PS011175 ((SINGING AS BEFORE)): PS011175 =$WHEN PROUDLY, ME OWN ISLAND HARP, $I UNBOUND THEE, PS011175 $AN' GAVE ALL THY CHORDS TO LIGHT, FREEDOM AN' SONG!= PS011175 ((BATTERING AT DOOR)) $WHEN $I GET OUT $I'LL DO FOR YOU, PS011175 $I'LL DO FOR YOU, $I'LL DO FOR YOU! PS011175 ((THROUGH THE KEYHOLE)) $CUCKOO-OO! PS011175 (($NORA ENTERS BY DOOR, $RIGHT. $SHE IA A YOUNG WOMAN OF TWENTY-TWO, PS011175 ALERT, SWIFT, FULL OF NERVOUS ENERGY, AND A LITTLE ANXIOUS TO PS011175 GET ON IN THE WORLD. $THE FIRM LINES OF HER FACE ARE CONSIDERABLY PS011175 OPPOSED BY A SOFT, AMOROUS MOUTH AND GENTLE EYES. $WHEN THE PS011175 FIRMNESS FAILS HER, SHE PERSUADES WITH HER FEMININE CHARM. $SHE IS PS011175 DRESSED IN A TAILOR-MADE COSTUME, AND WEARS PS011175 AROUND HER NECK A SILVER FOX FUR.)) PS011175 ((RUNNING IN AND PUSHING $PETER AWAY FROM THE DOOR)) $OH, CAN PS011175 $I NOT TURN ME BACK BUT TH' TWO O' YOUS ARE AT IT LIKE A PAIR PS011175 O' FIGHTIN' COCKS! $UNCLE $PETER \ $UNCLE $PETER \ PS011175 $U$N$C$L$E $P$E$T$E$R! PS011175 ((VOCIFEROUSLY)) $OH, $UNCLE $PETER, $UNCLE $PETER BE DAMNED! PS011175 $D'YE THINK $I'M GOIN' TO GIVE FREE PASS TO PS011175 TH' YOUNG $COVEY TO TURN ME WHOLE LIFE INTO A $HOLY PS011176 $MANUAL O' PENANCES AN' MARTYRDOMS? PS011176 ((ANGRILY RUSHING INTO THE ROOM)) $IF YOU WON'T EXERCISE SOME PS011176 SORT O' CONTHROL OVER THAT $UNCLE $PETER O' YOURS, THERE'LL BE A PS011176 FUNERAL, AN' IT WON'T BE ME THAT'LL BE IN TH' HEARSE! PS011176 ((BETWEEN $PETER AND THE $COVEY, TO THE $COVEY)) $ARE YOUS PS011176 ALWAYS GOIN' TO BE TEARIN' DOWN TH' LITTLE BIT OF RESPECTABILITY PS011176 THAT A BODY'S THRYIN' TO BUILD UP? $AM $I ALWAYS GOIN' TO BE HAVIN' PS011176 TO NURSE YOUS INTO TH' HARDY HABIT O' THRYIN' TO KEEP UP A LITTLE PS011176 BIT OF APPEARANCE? PS011176 $WHY WEREN'T YOU HERE TO SEE TH' WAY HE RUN PS011176 AT ME WITH TH' SWORD? PS011176 $WHAT DID YOU CALL ME A LEMON-WHISKERED OUL' SWINE FOR? PS011176 $IF TH' TWO O' YOUS DON'T THRY TO MAKE A GENEROUS ALTHERATION PS011176 IN YOUR GOIN'S ON, AN' KEEP ON THRYIN' T' INAUGURATE TH' CUSTOMS PS011176 O' TH' REST O' TH' HOUSE INTO THIS PLACE, YOUS CAN FLIT INTO OTHER PS011176 LODGIN'S WHERE YOUR BOWSEY BATTLIN' 'ILL MEET, MAYBE, WITH AN ENCORE. PS011176 ((TO $NORA)) $WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE CALLED PS011176 A LEMON-WHISKERED OUL' SWINE? PS011176 $IF YOU ATTEMPT TO WAG THAT SWORD OF YOURS AT ANYBODY AGAIN, PS011176 IT'LL HAVE TO BE TAKEN OFF YOU AN' PUT IN A SAFE PLACE AWAY FROM PS011176 BABIES THAT DON'T KNOW TH' DANGER O' THEM THINGS. PS011176 ((AT ENTRANCE TO ROOM, $BACK)) $WELL $I'M NOT GOIN' TO LET ANYBODY PS011176 CALL ME A LEMON-WHISKERED OUL' SWINE. (($HE GOES IN.)) PS011176 ((TRYING THE DOOR)) $OPENIN' AN' SHUTTIN' NOW WITH A WELL-MANNERED PS011177 MOTION, LIKE A DOOR OF A SELECT BAR IN A HIGH-CLASSED PUB. PS011177 ((TO THE $COVEY, AS SHE LAYS TABLE FOR TEA)) $AN', ONCE FOR ALL, PS011177 $WILLIE, YOU'LL HAVE TO THRY TO DELIVER YOURSELF FROM TH' DESIRE PS011177 OF PROVOKIN' OUL' $PETHER INTO A WILD FORGETFULNESS OF WHAT'S PS011177 PROPER AN' ALLOWABLE IN A RESPECTABLE HOME. PS011177 $WELL, LET HIM MIND HIS OWN BUSINESS, THEN. $YESTHERDAY, $I PS011177 CAUGHT HIM HEE-HEE-IN' OUT OF HIM AN' HE READIN' BITS OUT OF PS011177 $JENERSKY'S =$THESIS ON TH' $ORIGIN, $DEVELOPMENT, AN' $CONSOLIDATION PS011177 OF TH' $EVOLUTIONARY $IDEA OF TH' $PROLETARIAT=. PS011177 $NOW, LET IT END AT THAT, FOR $GOD'S SAKE; $JACK'LL BE IN ANY PS011177 MINUTE, AN' $I'M NOT GOIN' TO HAVE TH' QUIET OF HIS EVENIN' TOSSED PS011177 ABOUT IN AN EVERLASTIN' UPROAR BETWEEN YOU AN' $UNCLE $PETER. PS011177 ((TO $FLUTHER)) $WELL, DID YOU MANAGE TO SETTLE TH' LOCK, YET, $MR $GOOD? PS011177 ((OPENING AND SHUTTING DOOR)) $IT'S BETTHER THAN A NEW ONE, PS011177 $MRS $CLITHEROE; IT'S ALMOST READY TO OPEN AND SHUT OF ITS OWN ACCORD. PS011177 ((GIVING HIM A COIN)) $YOU'RE A WHOLE MAN. $HOW MANY PS011177 PINTS WILL THAT GET YOU? PS011177 ((SERIOUSLY)) $NE'ER A ONE AT ALL, $MRS $CLITHEROE, FOR $FLUTHER'S PS011177 ON THE WATHER WAGGON NOW. $YOU COULD STAN' WHERE YOU'RE STANNIN' PS011177 CHANTIN', "$HAVE A GLASS O' MALT, $FLUTHER; PS011177 $FLUTHER, HAVE A GLASS O' MALT," TILL TH' BELLS WOULD BE PS011177 RINGIN' TH' OULD YEAR OUT AN' TH' $NEW $YEAR IN, AN' YOU'D HAVE AS PS011177 MUCH CHANCE O' MOVIN' $FLUTHER AS A TUNE ON A TIN WHISTLE WOULD PS011177 MOVE A DEAF MAN AN' HE DEAD. PS011177 (($AS $NORA IS OPENING AND SHUTTING DOOR, $MRS $BESSIE $BURGESS APPEARS PS011178 AT IT. $SHE IS A WOMAN OF FORTY, VIGOROUSLY BUILT. $HER FACE IS A PS011178 DOGGED ONE, HARDENED BY TOIL, AND A LITTLE COARSENED BY DRINK. PS011178 $SHE LOOKS SCORNFULLY AND VICIOUSLY AT $NORA FOR A FEW PS011178 MOMENTS BEFORE SHE SPEAKS.)) PS011178 $PUTTIN' A NEW LOCK ON HER DOOR \ AFRAID HER POOR NEIGHBOURS PS011178 UD BREAK THROUGH AN' STEAL. \ (($IN A LOUD TONE! $MAYBE, NOW, THEY'RE PS011178 A DAMN SIGHT MORE HONEST THAN YOUR LADYSHIP \ CHECKIN' TH' CHILDREN PS011178 PLAYIN' ON TH' STAIRS \ GETTIN' ON TH' NERVES OF YOUR LADYSHIP. \ PS011178 $COMPLAININ' ABOUT $BESSIE $BURGESS SINGIN' HER HYMNS AT NIGHT, WHEN PS011178 SHE HAS A FEW UP. \ (($SHE COMES IN HALF-WAY ON THE THRESHOLD, AND PS011178 SCREAMS)) $BESSIE $BURGESS 'LL SING WHENEVER SHE DAMN WELL LIKES! PS011178 (($NORA TRIES TO SHUT DOOR, BUT $BESSIE VIOLENTLY SHOVES IT IN, AND, PS011178 GRIPPING $NORA BY THE SHOULDERS, SHAKES HER.)) PS011178 $YOU LITTLE OVER-DRESSED THROLLOPE, YOU, FOR ONE PIN PS011178 $I'D PASTE TH' WHITE FACE O' YOU! PS011178 ((FRIGHTENED)) $FLUTHER, $FLUTHER! PS011178 ((RUNNING OVER AND BREAKING THE HOLD OF $BESSIE FROM $NORA)) PS011178 $NOW, NOW, $BESSIE, $BESSIE, LEAVE POOR $MRS $CLITHEROE ALONE; SHE'D PS011178 DO NO ONE ANY HARM, AN' MINDS NO ONE'S BUSINESS BUT HER OWN. PS011178 $WHY IS SHE ALWAYS THRYIN' TO SPEAK PROUD THINGS, AN' LOOKIN' PS011178 LIKE A MIGHTY ONE IN TH' CONGREGATION O' TH' PEOPLE! PS011178 (($NORA SINKS FRIGHTENED ON TO THE COUCH AS $JACK $CLITHEROE ENTERS. PS011178 $HE IS A TALL, WELL-MADE FELLOW OF TWENTY-FIVE. $HIS FACE HAS NONE PS011178 OF THE STRENGHT OF $NORA'S. $IT IS A FACE IN WHICH IS THE DESIRE PS011178 FOR AUTHORITY, WITHOUT THE POWER TO ATTAIN IT.)) PS011178 ((EXCITEDLY)) $WHAT'S UP? WHAT'S AFTHER HAPPENIN'? PS011179 $NOTHIN', $JACK. $NOTHIN'. $IT'S ALL OVER NOW. PS011179 $COME ON, $BESSIE, COME ON. PS011179 ((TO $NORA)) $WHAT'S WRONG, $NORA? $DID SHE SAY ANYTHING TO YOU? PS011179 $SHE WAS BARGIN' OUT OF HER, AN' $I ONLY TOLD HER TO G'UP OWER PS011179 O' THAT TO HER OWN PLACE; AN' BEFORE $I KNEW WHERE $I WAS, SHE FLEW PS011179 AT ME LIKE A TIGER, AN' THRIED TO GUZZLE ME! PS011179 ((GOING TO DOOR AND SPEAKING TO $BESSIE)) $GET UP TO YOUR OWN PS011179 PLACE, $MRS $BURGESS, AND DON'T BE INTERFERIN' WITH MY WIFE, OR PS011179 IT'LL BE TH' WORSE FOR YOU. \ $GO ON, GO ON! PS011179 ((AS $CLITHEROE IS PUSHING HER OUT)) $MIND WHO YOU'RE PUSHIN', PS011179 NOW. \ $I ATTEND ME PLACE O' WORSHIP, ANYHOW \ NOT LIKE SOME O' THEM PS011179 THAT GO TO NEITHER CHURCH, CHAPEL NOR MEETIN'-HOUSE. \ $IF ME SON PS011179 WAS HOME FROM TH' THRENCHES HE'D SEE ME RIGHTED. PS011179 (($BESSIE AND $FLUTHER DEPART, AND $CLITHEROE CLOSES THE DOOR.)) PS011179 ((GOING OVER TO $NORA, AND PUTTING HIS ARM ROUND HER)) $THERE, PS011179 DON'T MIND THAT OLD BITCH, $NORA, DARLING; $I'LL SOON PS011179 PUT A STOP TO HER INTERFERIN'. PS011179 $SOME DAY OR ANOTHER, WHEN $I'M HERE BE MESELF, PS011179 SHE'LL COME IN AN' DO SOMETHIN' DESPERATE. PS011179 ((KISSING HER)) $OH, SORRA FEAR OF HER DOIN' ANYTHIN' DESPERATE. PS011179 $I'LL TALK TO HER TO-MORROW WHEN SHE'S SOBER. $A TASTE O' ME MIND PS011179 THAT'LL SHOCK HER INTO THE SENSIBILITY OF BEHAVIN' HERSELF! PS011179 (($NORA GETS UP AND SETTLES THE TABLE. $SHE SEES THE DUNGAREES ON THE PS011179 FLOOR AND STANDS LOOKING AT THEM, THEN SHE TURNS TO PS011179 THE $COVEY, WHO IS READING $JENERSKY'S =$THESIS= AT THE FIRE.)) PS011180 $WILLIE, IS THAT TH' PLACE FOR YOUR DUNGAREES? PS011180 ((GETTING UP AND LIFTING THEM FROM THE FLOOR)) $AH, THEY PS011180 WON'T DO TH' FLOOR ANY HARM, WILL THEY? PS011180 (($HE CARRIES THEM INTO ROOM, $BACK.)) PS011180 ((CALLING)) $UNCLE $PETER, NOW, $UNCLE $PETER; TEA'S READY. PS011180 (($PETER AND THE $COVEY COME IN FROM ROOM, $BACK; THEY ALL SIT DOWN PS011180 TO TEA. $PETER IS IN FULL DRESS OF THE $FORESTERS: GREEN COAT, PS011180 GOLD BRAIDED; WHITE BREECHES, TOP BOOTS, FRILLED SHIRT. $HE PS011180 CARRIES THE SLOUCH HAT, WITH THE WHITE OSTRICH PLUME, AND THE PS011180 SWORD IN HIS HANDS. $THEY EAT FOR A FEW MOMENTS IN SILENCE, THE PS011180 $COVEY FURTIVELY LOOKING AT $PETER WITH SCORN IN HIS EYES. PS011180 $PETER KNOW IT AND IS FIDGETY.)) PS011180 ((PROVOKINGLY)) $ANOTHER CUT O' BREAD, $UNCLE $PETER? PS011180 (($PETER MAINTAINS A DIGNIFIED SILENCE.)) PS011180 $IT'S SURE TO BE A GREAT MEETIN' TO-NIGHT. $WE OUGHT TO GO, $NORA.PS011180 ((DECISIVELY)) $I WON'T GO, $JACK; PS011180 YOU CAN GO IF YOU WISH. (($A PAUSE.)) PS011180 $D'YE WANT TH' SUGAR, $UNCLE $PETER? PS011180 ((EXPLOSIVELY)) $NOW, ARE YOU GOIN' TO START YOUR THRYIN' PS011180 AN' YOUR TWARTIN' AGAIN? PS011180 $NOW, $UNCLE $PETER, YOU MUSN'T BE SO TOUCHY; $WILLIE HAS PS011180 ONLY ASSED YOU IF YOU WANTED TH' SUGAR. PS011180 $HE DOESN'T CARE A DAMN WHETHER $I WANT TH' SUGAR OR NO. PS011180 $HE'S ONLY THRYIN' TO TWART ME! PS011180 ((ANGRILY TO THE $COVEY)) $CAN'T YOU LET HIM ALONE, $WILLIE? PS011181 $IF HE WANTS THE SUGAR, LET HIM STRETCH HIS PS011181 HAND OUT AN' GET IT HIMSELF. PS011181 ((TO $PETER)) $NOW, IF YOU WANT THE SUGAR, YOU CAN STRETCH OUT PS011181 YOUR HAND AND GET IT YOURSELF! PS011181 $TO-NIGHT IS TH' FIRST CHANCE THAT $BRENNAN HAS GOT OF SHOWING PS011181 HIMSELF OFF SINCE THEY MADE A $CAPTAIN OF HIM- WHY, $GOD ONLY KNOWS. PS011181 $IT'LL BE A TREAT TO SEE HIM SWANKIN' IT AT TH' HEAD OF THE $CITIZEN PS011181 $ARMY CARRYIN' TH' FLAG OF THE $PLOUGH AN' TH' $STARS. \ PS011181 (($LOOKING ROGUISHLY AT $NORA)) $HE WAS SWEET ON YOU, ONCE, $NORA? PS011181 $HE MAY HAVE BEEN. \ $I NEVER LIKED HIM. $I ALWAYS PS011181 THOUGHT HE WAS A BIT OF A THICK. PS011181 $THEY'RE BRINGIN' NICE DISGRACE ON THAT BANNER NOW. PS011181 ((REMONSTRATIVELY)) $HOW ARE THEY BRINGIN' DISGRACE ON IT? PS011181 ((SNAPPILY)) $BECAUSE IT'S A $LABOUR FLAG, AN' WAS NEVER MEANT PS011181 FOR POLITICS. \ $WHAT DOES TH' DESIGN OF TH' FIELD PLOUGH, BEARIN' PS011181 ON IT TH' STARS OF TH' HEAVENLY PLOUGH, MEAN, IF IT'S NOT PS011181 $COMMUNISM? $IT'S A FLAG THAT SHOULD ONLY BE USED WHEN WE'RE PS011181 BUILDIN' TH' BARRICADES TO FIGHT FOR A $WORKER'S $REPUBLIC! PS011181 ((WITH A PUFF OF DERISION)) $P-PHUH. PS011181 ((ANGRILY)) $WHAT ARE YOU PHUHIN' OUT O' YOU FOR? $YOUR MIND PS011181 IS TH' MIND OF A MUMMY. (($RISING)) $I BETTHER GO AN' GET A GOOD PLACE PS011181 TO HAVE A LOOK AT $IRELAND'S WARRIORS PASSIN' BY. PS011181 (($HE GOES INTO ROOM, $LEFT, AND RETURNS WITH HIS CAP.)) PS011181 ((TO THE $COVEY)) $OH, $WILLIE, BRUSH YOUR CLOTHES BEFORE YOU GO. PS011182 $OH, THEY'LL DO WELL ENOUGH. PS011182 $GO AN' BRUSH THEM; TH' BRUSH IS IN TH' DRAWER THERE. PS011182 (($THE $COVEY GOES TO THE DRAWER, MUTTERING, GETS THE BRUSH, PS011182 AND STARTS TO BRUSH HIS CLOTHES.)) PS011182 ((SINGING AT $PETER, AS HE DOES SO)): PS011182 =$OH, WHERE'S TH' SLAVE SO LOWLY, PS011182 $CONDEMN'D TO CHAINS UNHOLY, PS011182 $WHO, COULD HE BURST HIS BONDS AT FIRST, PS011182 $WOULD PINE BENEATH THEM SLOWLY?= PS011182 =$WE TREAD TH' LAND THAT \ BORE US, PS011182 $TH' GREEN FLAG GLITTERS \ O'ER US, PS011182 $TH' FRIENDS WE'VE TRIED ARE BY OUR SIDE, PS011182 $AN' TH' FOE WE HATE \ BEFORE US!= PS011182 ((LEAPING TO HIS FEET IN A WHIRL OF RAGE)) $NOW, $I'M TELLIN' PS011182 YOU, ME YOUNG $COVEY, ONCE FOR ALL, THAT $I'LL NOT STICK ANY LONGER PS011182 THESE TITTHERIN' TAUNTS OF YOURS, ROVIN' AROUND TO SING YOUR PS011182 SLIGHTS AN' SLANDHERS, REDDENIN' TH' MIND OF A MAN TO TH' THINKIN' PS011182 AN' SAYIN' OF THINGS THAT SICKEN HIS SOUL WITH SIN! PS011182 (($HYSTERICALLY; LIFTING UP A CUP TO FLING AT THE $COVEY)) PS011182 $BE $GOD, $I'LL- PS011182 ((CATCHING HIS ARM)) $NOW THEN, NONE O' THAT, NONE O' THAT! PS011182 $UNCLE $PETHER, $UNCLE $PETHER, $U$N$C$L$E $P$E$T$H$E$R! PS011182 ((AT THE DOOR, ABOUT TO GO OUT)) $ISN'T THAT TH' MALIGNANT PS011182 OUL' VARMINT! $LOOKIN' LIKE TH' ILLEGITIMATE SON OF AN ILLEGITIMATE PS011182 CHILD OF A CORPORAL IN TH' $MEXICAN ARMY! (($HE GOES OUT.)) PS011182 ((PLAINTIVELY)) $HE'S AFTHER LEAVIN' ME NOW IN SUCH A STATE OF PS011183 AGITATION THAT $I WON'T BE ABLE TO DO MESELF JUSTICE WHEN PS011183 $I'M MARCHIN' TO TH' MEETIN'. PS011183 ((JUMPING UP)) $OH, FOR $GOD'S SAKE, HERE, BUCKLE YOUR SWORD ON, PS011183 AND GO TO YOUR MEETIN', SO THAT WE'LL HAVE AT LEAST PS011183 ONE HOUR OF PEACE! (($SHE PROCEEDS TO BELT ON THE SWORD.)) PS011183 ((IRRITABLY)) $FOR $GOD'S SAKE HURRY HIM UP OU' O' THIS, $NORA. PS011183 $ARE YOUS ALL GOIN' TO THRY TO START TO TWART ME NOW? PS011183 ((PUTTING ON HIS PLUMED HAT)) $S-S-SH. $NOW, YOUR HAT'S ON, YOUR PS011183 HOUSE IS THATCHED; OFF YOU POP! (($SHE GENTLY PUSHES HIM FROM HER.)) PS011183 ((GOING, AND TURNING AS HE REACHES THE DOOR)) $NOW, IF PS011183 THAT YOUNG $COVEY- PS011183 $GO ON, GO ON. (($HE GOES. PS011183 $CLITHEROE SITS DOWN IN THE LOUNGE, LIGHTS A CIGARETTE, AND LOOKS PS011183 THOUGHTFULLY INTO THE FIRE. $NORA TAKES THE THINGS FROM THE TABLE, PS011183 PLACING THEM ON THE CHEST OF DRAWERS. $THERE IS A PAUSE, THEN SHE PS011183 SWIFTLY COMES OVER TO HIM AND SITS BESIDE HIM.)) PS011183 ((SOFTLY)) $A PENNY FOR THEM, $JACK! PS011183 $ME? $OH, $I WAS THINKIN' OF NOTHING. PS011183 $YOU WERE THINKIN' OF TH' \ MEETIN' \ $JACK. $WHEN WE WERE PS011183 COURTIN' AN' $I WANTED YOU TO GO, YOU'D SAY, "$OH, TO HELL WITH PS011183 MEETIN'S," AN' THAT YOU FELT LONELY IN CHEERIN' CROWDS WHEN $I WAS PS011183 ABSENT. $AN' WE WEREN'T A MONTH MARRIED WHEN YOU BEGAN THAT YOU PS011183 COULDN'T KEEP AWAY FROM THEM. PS011183 $OH, THAT'S ENOUGH ABOUT THE MEETIN'. $IT LOOKS AS IF YOU PS011184 WANTED ME TO GO, TH' WAY YOU'RE TALKIN'. $YOU WERE ALWAYS AT ME PS011184 TO GIVE UP TH' $CITIZEN $ARMY, AN' $I GAVE IT UP; SURELY THAT PS011184 OUGHT TO SATISFY YOU. PS011184 $AY, YOU GAVE IT UP- BECAUSE YOU GOT TH' SULKS WHEN THEY PS011184 DIDN'T MAKE A $CAPTAIN OF YOU. $IT WASN'T FOR MY SAKE, $JACK. PS011184 $FOR YOUR SAKE OR NO, YOU'RE BENEFITIN' BY IT, AREN'T YOU? PS011184 $I DIDN'T FORGET THIS WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY, DID $I? PS011184 (($HE PUTS HIS ARMS AROUND HER)) $AND YOU LIKED YOUR NEW HAT; DIDN'T PS011184 YOU, DIDN'T YOU? (($HE KISSES HER RAPIDLY SEVERAL TIMES.)) PS011184 ((PANTING)) $JACK, $JACK; PLEASE, $JACK! $I THOUGHT YOU WERE PS011184 TIRED OF THAT SORT OF THING LONG AGO. PS011184 $WELL, YOU'RE FINDING OUT NOW THAT $I AMN'T TIRED OF IT YET, PS011184 ANYHOW. $MRS $CLITHEROE DOESN'T WANT TO BE KISSED, SURE SHE DOESN'T? PS011184 (($HE KISSES HER AGAIN)) $LITTLE, LITTLE RED-LIPPED $NORA! PS011184 ((COQUETTISHLY REMOVING HIS ARM FROM AROUND HER)) $OH, YES, PS011184 YOUR LITTLE, LITTLE RED-LIPPED $NORA'S A SWEET LITTLE GIRL WHEN TH' PS011184 FIT SEIZES YOU; BUT YOUR LITTLE, LITTLE RED-LIPPED $NORA HAS TO PS011184 CLEAN YOUR BOOTS EVERY MORNIN', ALL THE SAME. PS011184 ((WITH A MOVEMENT OF IRRITATION)) $OH, WELL, IF WE'RE GOIN' PS011184 TO BE SNOTTY)) (($A PAUSE.! PS011184 $IT'S LOOKIN' LIKE AS IF IT WAS YOU THAT WAS GOIN' TO BE \ PS011184 SNOTTY! $BRIDLIN' UP WITH BITTHERNESS, TH' MINUTE A BODY PS011184 ATTEMPTS T'OPEN HER MOUTH. PS011184 MEANIN' O' MALICE AN' SPITE! PS011184 $IT'S HARD FOR A BODY TO BE ALWAYS KEEPIN' HER MIND BENT ON PS011185 MAKIN' THOUGHTS THAT'LL BE NO LONGER THAN TH' LENGTH PS011185 OF YOUR OWN SATISFACTION. (($A PAUSE.! PS011185 ((STANDING UP)) $IF WE'RE GOIN' TO DHRIBBLE TH' TIME AWAY PS011185 SITTIN' HERE LIKE A PAIR O' CRANKY MUMMIES, $I'D BE AS WELL SEWIN' PS011185 OR DOIN' SOMETHING ABOUT TH' PLACE. PS011185 (($SHE LOOKS APPEALINGLY AT HIM FOR A FEW MOMENTS; HE DOESN'T PS011185 SPEAK. $SHE SWIFTLY SITS DOWN BESIDE HIM, AND PUTS PS011185 HER ARM AROUND HIS NECK.)) PS011185 ((IMPLORINGLY)) $AH, $JACK, DON'T BE SO CROSS! PS011185 ((DOGGEDLY)) $CROSS? $I'M NOT CROSS; $I'M NOT A BIT CROSS. PS011185 $IT WAS YOURSELF STARTED IT. PS011185 ((COAXINGLY)) $I DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY ANYTHING OUT O' THE WAY. PS011185 $YOU TAKE A BODY UP TOO QUICKLY, $JACK. PS011185 (($IN AN ORDINARY TONE AS IF NOTHING OF AN ANGRY NATURE HAD BEEN SAID! PS011185 $YOU DIDN'T OFFER ME ME EVENIN' ALLOWANCE YET. PS011185 (($CLITHEROE SILENTLY TAKES OUT A CIGARETTE FOR HER AND HIMSELF PS011185 AND LIGHTS BOTH.)) PS011185 ((TRYING TO MAKE CONVERSATION)) $HOW QUIET TH' HOUSE IS NOW; PS011185 THEY MUST BE ALL OUT. PS011185 ((RATHER SHORTLY)) $I SUPPOSE SO. PS011185 ((RISING FROM THE SEAT)) $I'M LONGIN' TO SHOW YOU ME NEW HAT, PS011185 TO SEE WHAT YOU THINK OF IT. $WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IT? PS011185 $AH, $I DON'T MIND. PS011185 (($NORA SUPPRESSES A SHARP REPLY, HESITATES FOR A MOMENT, THEN GETS PS011185 THE HAT, PUTS IT ON, AND STANDS BEFORE $CLITHEROE.)) PS011185 $WELL, HOW DOES $MR $CLITHEROE LIKE ME NEW HAT? PS011185 $IT SUITS YOU, $NORA, IT DOES RIGHT ENOUGH. PS011186 (($HE STANDS UP, PUTS HIS HAND BENEATH HER CHIN, AND TILTS HER HEAD PS011186 UP. $SHE LOOKS AT HIM ROGUISHLY. $HE BENDS DOWN AND KISSES HER.)) PS011186 $HERE, SIT DOWN, AN' DON'T LET ME HEAR ANOTHER CROSS WORD PS011186 OUT OF YOU FOR TH' REST O' THE NIGHT. (($THEY SIT DOWN.)) PS011186 ((WITH HIS ARMS AROUND HER)) $LITTLE, LITTLE RED-LIPPED $NORA! PS011186 ((WITH A COAXING MOVEMENT OF HER BODY TOWARDS HIM! $JACK! PS011186 ((TIGHTENING HIS ARMS AROUND HER)) $WELL? PS011186 $YOU HAVEN'T SUNG ME A SONG SINCE OUR HONEYMOON. PS011186 $SING ME ONE NOW, DO \ PLEASE, $JACK! PS011186 $WHAT SONG? =$SINCE $MAGGIE $WENT $AWAY=? PS011186 $AH, NO, $JACK, NOT THAT; IT'S PS011186 TOO SAD. =$WHEN $YOU $SAID $YOU $LOVED $ME=. PS011186 (($CLEARING HIS THROAT, $CLITHEROE THINKS FOR A MOMENT, AND THEN PS011186 BEGINS TO SING. $NORA, PUTTING AN ARM AROUND HIM, NESTLES HER PS011186 HEAD ON HIS BREAST AND LISTENS DELIGHTEDLY.)) PS011186 ((SINGING VERSES FOLLOWING TO THE AIR OF =$WHEN $YOU AND $I PS011186 $WERE $YOUNG, $MAGGIE=)): PS011186 =$TH' $VIOLETS WERE SCENTING TH' WOODS, $NORA, PS011186 $DISPLAYING THEIR CHARM TO TH' BEE, PS011186 $WHEN $I FIRST SAID $I LOV'D ONLY YOU, $NORA, PS011186 $AN' YOU SAID YOU LOV'D ONLY ME!= PS011186 =$THE CHESTNUT BLOOMS GLEAM'D THROUGH THE GLADE, $NORA, PS011186 $A ROBIN SANG LOUD FROM A TREE, PS011186 $WHEN $I FIRST SAID $I LOV'D ONLY YOU, $NORA, PS011186 $AN' YOU SAID YOU LOV'D ONLY ME!= PS011186 =$TH' GOLDEN-ROB'D DAFFODILS SHONE, $NORA, PS011187 $AN' DANC'D IN TH' BREEZE ON TH' LEA, PS011187 $WHEN $I FIRST SAID $I LOV'D ONLY YOU, $NORA, PS011187 $AN' YOU SAID YOU LOV'D ONLY ME!= PS011187 =$TH' TREES, BIRDS, AN' BEES SANG A SONG, $NORA, PS011187 $OF HAPPIER TRANSPORTS TO BE, PS011187 $WHEN $I FIRST SAID $I LOV'D ONLY YOU, $NORA, PS011187 $AN' YOU SAID YOU LOV'D ONLY ME!= PS011187 (($NORA KISSES HIM. PS011187 $A KNOCK IS HEARD AT THE DOOR, $RIGHT; A PAUSE AS THEY LISTEN. PS011187 $NORA CLINGS CLOSELY TO $CLITHEROE. $ANOTHER KNOCK, PS011187 MORE IMPERATIVE THAN THE FIRST.)) PS011187 $I WONDER WHO CAN THAT BE, NOW? PS011187 ((A LITTLE NERVOUS)) $TAKE NO NOTICE OF IT, $JACK; THEY'LL GO PS011187 AWAY IN A MINUTE. (($ANOTHER KNOCK, FOLLOWED BY A VOICE.)) PS011187 $COMMANDANT $CLITHEROE, $COMMANDANT $CLITHEROE, ARE YOU THERE? PS011187 $A MESSAGE FROM $GENERAL $JIM $CONNOLLY. PS011187 $DAMN IT, IT'S $CAPTAIN $BRENNAN. PS011187 ((ANXIOUSLY)) $DON'T MIND HIM, DON'T MIND, $JACK. $DON'T BREAK PS011187 OUR HAPPINESS. \ $PRETEND WE'RE NOT IN. $LET US FORGET EVERYTHING PS011187 TO-NIGHT BUT OUR TWO SELVES! PS011187 ((REASSURINGLY)) $DON'T BE ALARMED, DARLING; $I'LL JUST SEE PS011187 WHAT HE WANTS, AN' SEND HIM ABOUT HIS BUSINESS. PS011187 ((TREMULOUSLY)) $NO, NO. $PLEASE, $JACK; DON'T OPEN IT. PS011187 $PLEASE, FOR YOUR OWN LITTLE $NORA'S SAKE! PS011187 ((RISING TO OPEN THE DOOR)) $NOW DON'T BE SILLY, $NORA. PS011187 (($CLITHEROE OPENS THE DOOR, AND ADMITS A YOUNG MAN IN THE FULL PS011187 UNIFORM OF THE $IRISH $CITIZEN $ARMY- GREEN SUIT; SLOUCH GREEN PS011187 HAT CAUGHT UP AT ONE SIDE BY A SMALL $RED $HAND PS011187 BADGE; $SAM $BROWNE BELT, WITH A REVOLVER IN THE HOLSTER. $HE PS011188 CARRIES A LETTER IN HIS HAND. $WHEN HE COMES IN HE SMARTLY PS011188 SALUTES $CLITHEROE. $THE YOUNG MAN IS $CAPTAIN $BRENNAN.)) PS011188 ((GIVING THE LETTER TO $CLITHEROE)) $A DISPATCH FROM PS011188 $GENERAL $CONNOLLY. PS011188 ((READING. $WHILE HE IS DOING SO, $BRENNAN'S EYES ARE FIXED ON PS011188 $NORA, WHO DROOPS AS SHE SITS ON THE LOUNGE.)) "$COMMANDANT $CLITHEROE PS011188 IS TO TAKE COMMAND OF THE EIGHT BATTALION OF THE $I$C$A WHICH WILL PS011188 ASSEMBLE TO PROCEED TO THE MEETING AT NINE O'CLOCK. $HE IS TO SEE PS011188 THAT ALL UNITS ARE PROVIDED WITH FULL EQUIPMENT; TWO DAYS' RATIONS PS011188 AND FIFTY ROUNDS OF AMMUNITION. $AT TWO O'CLOCK $A$M THE ARMY WILL PS011188 LEAVE $LIBERTY $HALL FOR A RECONNAISSANCE ATTACK ON $DUBLIN $CASTLE.- PS011188 $COMMANDING $GENERAL $CONNOLLY." PS011188 $I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS. $WHY DOES $GENERAL PS011188 $CONNOLLY CALL ME $COMMANDANT? PS011188 $TH' $STAFF APPOINTED YOU $COMMANDANT, AND TH' PS011188 $GENERAL AGREED WITH THEIR SELECTION. PS011188 $WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN? PS011188 $A FORTNIGHT AGO. PS011188 $HOW IS IT WORD WAS NEVER SENT TO ME? PS011188 $WORD WAS SENT TO YOU. \ $I MESELF BROUGHT IT. PS011188 $WHO DID YOU GIVE IT TO, THEN? PS011188 ((AFTER A PAUSE)) $I THINK $I GAVE IT TO $MRS $CLITHEROE, THERE. PS011188 $NORA, D'YE HEAR THAT? (($NORA MAKES NO ANSWER.)) PS011189 ((THERE IS A NOTE OF HARDNESS IN HIS VOICE)) $NORA \ $CAPTAIN PS011189 $BRENNAN SAYS HE BROUGHT A LETTER TO ME FROM $GENERAL $CONNOLLY, PS011189 AND THAT HE GAVE IT TO YOU. \ $WHERE IS IT? $WHAT DID YOU DO WITH IT? PS011189 ((RUNNING OVER TO HIM, AND PLEADINGLY PUTTING HER ARMS PS011189 AROUND HIM)) $JACK, PLEASE, $JACK, DON'T GO OUT TO-NIGHT AN' $I'LL PS011189 TELL YOU; $I'LL EXPLAIN EVERYTHING. \ $SEND HIM AWAY, AN' STAY PS011189 WITH YOUR OWN LITTLE RED-LIPP'D $NORA. PS011189 ((REMOVING HER ARMS FROM AROUND HIM)) $NONE O' THIS NONSENSE, PS011189 NOW; $I WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU DID WITH TH' LETTER? PS011189 (($NORA GOES SLOWLY TO THE LOUNGE AND SITS DOWN.)) PS011189 ((ANGRILY)) $WHY DIDN'T YOU GIVE ME TH' LETTER? $WHAT DID YOU PS011189 DO WITH IT? \ (($HE SHAKES HER BY THE SHOULDER)) $WHAT DID PS011189 YOU DO WITH TH' LETTER? PS011189 ((FLAMING UP! $I BURNED IT, $I BURNED IT! $THAT'S WHAT $I DID PS011189 WITH IT! $IS $GENERAL $CONNOLLY AN' TH' $IRISH $CITIZEN $ARMY GOIN' TO PS011189 BE YOUR ONLY CARE? $IS YOUR HOME GOIN' TO BE ONLY A PLACE TO REST PS011189 IN? $AM $I GOIN' TO BE ONLY SOMETHIN' TO PROVIDE MERRY-MAKIN' AT PS011189 NIGHT FOR YOU? $YOUR VANITY'LL BE TH' RUIN OF YOU AN' ME YET. \ PS011189 $THAT'S WHAT'S MOVIN' YOU: BECAUSE THEY'VE MADE AN OFFICER OF YOU, PS011189 YOU'LL MAKE A GLORIOUS CAUSE OF WHAT YOU'RE DOIN', WHILE YOUR PS011189 LITTLE RED-LIPP'D $NORA CAN GO ON SITTIN' HERE, MAKIN' A PS011189 COMPANION OF TH' LONELINESS OF TH' NIGHT! PS011189 ((FIERCELY)) $YOU BURNED IT, DID YOU? (($HE GRIPS HER ARM)) PS011189 $WELL, ME GOOD LADY- PS011189 LET GO- YOU'RE HURTIN' ME! PS011189 $YOU DESERVE TO BE HURT. \ $ANY LETTER THAT COMES TO ME FOR TH' PS011190 FUTURE, TAKE CARE THAT $I GET IT. \ $D'YE HEAR- PS011190 TAKE CARE THAT $I GET IT! PS011190 (($HE GOES TO THE CHEST OF DRAWERS AND TAKES OUT A $SAM $BROWNE BELT, PS011190 WHICH HE PUTS ON, AND THEN PUTS A REVOLVER IN THE HOLSTER. $HE PS011190 PUTS ON HIS HAT, AND LOOKS TOWARDS $NORA. $WHILE THIS DIALOGUE PS011190 IS PROCEDDING, AND WHILE $CLITHEROE PREPARES HIMSELF, $BRENNAN PS011190 SOFTLY WHISTLES =$THE $SOLDIERS' $SONG=.)) PS011190 ((AT DOOR, ABOUT TO GO OUT)) $YOU NEEDN'T WAIT UP FOR ME; PS011190 IF $I'M IN AT ALL, IT WON'T BE BEFORE SIX IN TH' MORNING. PS011190 ((BITTERLY)) $I DON'T CARE IF YOU NEVER COME BACK! PS011190 ((TO $CAPTAIN $BRENNAN)) $COME ALONG, $NED. PS011190 (($THEY GO OUT; THERE IS A PAUSE. $NORA PULLS THE NEW HAT FROM HER PS011190 HEAD AND WITH A BITTER MOVEMENT FLINGS IT TO THE OTHER END OF PS011190 THE ROOM. $THERE IS A GENTLE KNOCK AT THE DOOR, $RIGHT, WHICH PS011190 OPENS, AND $MOLLSER COMES INTO THE ROOM. $SHE IS ABOUT FIFTEEN, PS011190 BUT LOOKS TO BE ONLY ABOUT TEN, FOR THE RAVAGES OF CONSUMPTION PS011190 HAVE SHRIVELLED HER UP. $SHE IS PITIFULLY WORN, WALKS FEEBLY, PS011190 AND FREQUENTLY COUGHS. $SHE GOES OVER TO $NORA.)) PS011190 ((TO $NORA)) $MOTHER'S GONE TO TH' MEETIN', AN' $I WAS FEELIN' PS011190 TERRIBLE LONELY, SO $I COME DOWN TO SEE IF YOU'D LET ME SIT WITH PS011190 YOU, THINKIN' YOU MIGHTN'T BE GOIN' YOURSELF. \ $I DO BE TERRIBLE PS011190 AFRAID $I'LL DIE SOMETIME WHEN $I'M BE MESELF. \ $I OFTEN ENVY YOU, PS011190 $MRS $CLITHEROE, SEEIN' TH' HEALTH YOU HAVE, AN' TH' LOVELY PLACE PS011190 YOU HAVE HERE, AN' WONDHERIN' IF $I'LL EVER BE STHRONG ENOUGH TO PS011190 BE KEEPIN' A HOME TOGETHER FOR A MAN. $OH, THIS MUST BE SOME MORE PS011190 O' THE $DUBLIN $FUSILIERS FLYIN' OFF TO THE FRONT. PS011190 (($JUST BEFORE $MOLLSER CEASES TO SPEAK, THERE IS HEARD IN THE DISTANCE PS011191 THE MUSIC OF A BRASS BAND PLAYING A REGIMENT TO THE BOAT ON THE PS011191 WAY TO THE FRONT. $THE TUNE THAT IS BEING PLAYED IS =$IT'S A $LONG PS011191 $WAY TO $TIPPERARY=; AS THE BAND COMES TO THE CHORUS, THE REGIMENT PS011191 IS SWINGING INTO THE STREET BY $NORA'S HOUSE, AND THE VOICES OF PS011191 THE SOLDIERS CAN BE HEARD LUSTILY SINGING THE CHORUS OF THE SONG.)) PS011191 =$IT'S A LONG WAY TO $TIPPERARY, IT'S A LONG WAY TO GO; PS011191 $IT'S A LONG WAY TO $TIPPERARY, TO TH' SWEETEST GIRL $I KNOW! PS011191 $GOODBYE $PICCADILLY, FAREWELL $LEICESTER $SQUARE. PS011191 $IT'S A LONG, LONG WAY TO $TIPPERARY, PS011191 BUT MY HEART'S RIGHT THERE!= PS011191 (($NORA AND $MOLLSER REMAIN SILENTLY LISTENING. $AS THE CHORUS ENDS PS011191 AND THE MUSIC IS FAINT IN THE DISTANCE AGAIN, $BESSIE $BURGESS PS011191 APPEARS AT DOOR, $RIGHT, WHICH $MOLLSER HAS LEFT OPEN.)) PS011191 ((SPEAKING IN TOWARDS THE ROOM)) $THERE'S TH' MEN MARCHIN' PS011191 OUT INTO THE DHREAD DIMNESS O' DANGER, WHILE TH' LICE IS CRAWLIN' PS011191 ABOUT FEEDIN' ON TH' FATNESS O' THE LAND! $BUT YOUS'LL NOT ESCAPE PS011191 FROM TH' ARROW THAT FLIETH BE NIGHT, OR TH' SICKNESS THAT WASTETH PS011191 BE DAY. \ $AN' LADYSHIP AN' ALL, AS SOME O' THEM MAY BE, THEY'LL PS011191 BE SCATTERED ABROAD, LIKE TH' DUST IN TH' DARKNESS! PS011191 (($BESSIE GOES AWAY; $NORA STEALS OVER AND QUIETLY SHUTS THE DOOR. PS011191 $SHE COMES BACK TO THE LOUNGE AND WEARILY THROWS HERSELF PS011191 ON IT BESIDE $MOLLSER.)) PS011191 ((AFTER A PAUSE AND A COUGH)) $IS THERE ANYBODY GOIN', PS011191 $MRS $CLITHEROE, WITH A TITTHER O' SENSE? PS011191 (($C$U$R$T$A$I$N)) PS011191