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

the wall with a body lying on it covered with a sheet. A door is
at the other end of the room, with a low table near it, and
stools, or wooden chairs. There are a couple of glasses on the
table, and a bottle of whisky, as if for a wake, with two cups, a
teapot, and a home-made cake. There is another small door near
the bed. Nora Burke is moving about the room, settling a few
things, and lighting candles on the table, looking now and
then at the bed with an uneasy look. Some one knocks softly at
the door. She takes up a stocking with money from the table and
puts it in her pocket. Then she opens the door.}

TRAMP
{Outside.}
Good evening to you, lady of the house.

NORA

Good evening, kindly stranger, it's a wild
night, God help you, to be out in the rain falling.

TRAMP
It is, surely, and I walking to Brittas from the Aughrim fair.

NORA
Is it walking on your feet, stranger?

TRAMP
On my two feet, lady of the house, and when I saw the light below
I thought maybe if you'd a sup of new milk and a quiet decent
corner where a man could sleep {he looks in past her
and sees the dead man.} The Lord have mercy on us all!

NORA
It doesn't matter anyway, stranger, come in out of the rain.

TRAMP
{Coming in slowly and going towards the bed.}
Is it departed he is?

NORA
It is, stranger. He's after dying on me, God forgive him, and
there I am now with a hundred sheep beyond on the hills, and no
turf drawn for the winter.

TRAMP
{Looking closely at the dead man.}
It's a queer look is on him for a man that's dead.

NORA
{Half-humorously.}