"Synge, J M - In The Shadow Of The Glen" - читать интересную книгу автора (Synge John M)

NORA
You wouldn't find your way, stranger, for there's a small path
only, and it running up between two sluigs where an ass and cart
would be drowned. {She puts a shawl over her head.} Let you be
making yourself easy, and saying a prayer for his soul, and it's
not long I'll be coming again.

TRAMP
{Moving uneasily.}
Maybe if you'd a piece of a grey thread and a sharp needle --
there's great safety in a needle, lady of the house -- I'ld be
putting a little stitch here and there in my old coat, the time
I'll be praying for his soul, and it going up naked to the saints
of God.

NORA
{Takes a needle and thread from the front of her dress and gives
it to him.}
There's the needle, stranger, and I'm thinking you won't be
lonesome, and you used to the back hills, for isn't a dead man
itself more company than to be sitting alone, and hearing the
winds crying, and you not knowing on what thing your mind would
stay?

TRAMP
{Slowly.}
It's true, surely, and the Lord have mercy on us all!

{Nora goes out. The Tramp begins stitching one of the tags in
his coat, saying the "De Profundis" under his breath. In an
instant the sheet is drawn slowly down, and Dan Burke looks out.
The Tramp moves uneasily, then looks up, and springs to his feet
with a movement of terror.}

DAN
{With a hoarse voice.}
Don't be afeard, stranger; a man that's dead can do no hurt.

TRAMP
{Trembling.}
I meant no harm, your honour; and won't you leave me easy to be
saying a little prayer for your soul?

{A long whistle is heard outside.}

DAN
{Sitting up in his bed and speaking fiercely.}
Ah, the devil mend her. . . . Do you hear that, stranger? Did
ever you hear another woman could whistle the like of that with
two fingers in her mouth? {He looks at the table hurriedly.}