[Getting the bundle from the loft.]

The young priest said he'd be passing to-morrow, and we might
go down and speak to him below if it's Michael's they are
surely.

CATHLEEN
[Taking the bundle.]

Did he say what way they were found?

NORA
[Coming down.]

"There were two men," says he, "and they rowing round with
poteen before the cocks crowed, and the oar of one of them
caught the body, and they passing the black cliffs of the
north."

CATHLEEN
[Trying to open the bundle.]

Give me a knife, Nora, the string's perished with the salt
water, and there's a black knot on it you wouldn't loosen in a
week.

NORA
[Giving her a knife.]

I've heard tell it was a long way to Donegal.