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ere is nothing

left of a man who was a great rower and fisher, but a bit of an old shirt and a plain stocking?

CATHLEEN.

After an instant.—Tell me is herself coming, Nora? I hear a little sound on the path.

NORA.

Looking out.—She is, Cathleen. She’s coming up to the door.

CATHLEEN.

Put these things away before she’ll come in. Maybe it’s easier she’ll be after giving her blessing to Bartley, and we won’t let on we’ve heard anything the time he’s on the sea.

NORA.

Helping Cathleen to close the bundle.—We’ll put them here in the corner.

They put them into a hole in the chimney corner. Cathleen goes back to the spinning-wheel.

NORA.

Will she see it was crying I was?

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