RIDERS TO THE SEA
It’s little the like of him knows of the sea. . . . Bartley will be lost now, and let you call in Eamon and make me a good coffin out of the white boards, for I won’t live after them. I’ve had a husband, and a husband’s father, and six sons in this house—six fine men, though it was a hard birth I had with every one of them and they coming to the world—and some of them were found and some of them were not found, but they’re gone now the lot of them. . . There were Stephen, and Shawn, were lost in the great wind, and found after in the Bay of Gregory of the Golden Mouth, and carried up the two of them on the one plank, and in by that door.
She pauses for a moment, the girls start as if they heard something through the door that is half open behind them.
NORA
In a whisper.
Did you hear that, Cathleen? Did you hear a noise in the north-east?
CATHLEEN
In a whisper.
There’s some one after crying out by the seashore.
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