What is it you seen.

MAURYA
I seen Michael himself.

CATHLEEN
[Speaking softly.]

You did not, mother; it wasn't Michael you seen, for his body
is after being found in the far north, and he's got a clean
burial by the grace of God.

MAURYA
[A little defiantly.]

I'm after seeing him this day, and he riding and galloping.
Bartley came first on the red mare; and I tried to say "God
speed you," but something choked the words in my throat. He
went by quickly; and "the blessing of God on you," says he, and
I could say nothing. I looked up then, and I crying, at the
gray pony, and there was Michael upon it -- with fine clothes
on him, and new shoes on his feet.

CATHLEEN
[Begins to keen.]

It's destroyed we are from this day. It's destroyed, surely.

NORA
Didn't the young priest say the Almighty God wouldn't leave her