The Well of the Saints by J. M. (John Millington) Synge
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you have it surely.
MOLLY BYRNE -- [giving it to him.] -- Wonders is queer things, and maybe it'd cure you, and you holding it alone. MARTIN DOUL -- [looking round.] -- It does not, Molly. I'm not seeing at all. (He shakes the can.) There's a small sup only. Well, isn't it a great wonder the little trifling thing would bring seeing to the blind, and be showing us the big women and the young girls, and all the fine things is walking the world. [He feels for Mary Doul and gives her the can.] MARY DOUL -- [shaking it.] -- Well, glory be to God. MARTIN DOUL -- [pointing to Bride.] -- And what is it herself has, making sounds in her hand? BRIDE -- [crossing to Martin Doul.] -- It's the Saint's bell; you'll hear him ringing out the time he'll be going up some place, to be saying his prayers. [Martin Doul holds out his hand; she gives it to him.] MARTIN DOUL -- [ringing it.] -- It's a sweet, beautiful sound. MARY DOUL. You'd know, I'm thinking, by the little silvery voice of it, a fasting holy man was after carrying it a great way at his side. |
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