The door closed, and Shon McGann was left alone with the dead.
ANTOINE AND ANGELIQUE
“The birds are going south, Antoine—see—and it is so early!”
“Yes, Angelique, the winter will be long.”
There was a pause, and then: “Antoine, I heard a child cry in the night, and I could not sleep.”
“It was a devil-bird, my wife; it flies slowly, and the summer is dead.”
“Antoine, there was a rushing of wings by my bed before the morn was breaking.”
“The wild-geese know their way in the night, Angelique; but they flew by the house and not near thy bed.”
“The two black squirrels have gone from the hickory tree.”