Cracked Mary: It will go in the wind, there is a certain time for that. It might go off in the wind again. It might go shaping off and do no harm.
Bartley Fallon: Where is that dog presently, till some person might go pluck out a few ribs of its hair?
Cracked Mary: Raging ever and always it is, raging wild. Sure, that is a dog was in it before the foundations of the world.
Peter Tannian: Who is it now that venom fell on, whatever beast's jaws may have scattered it?
Cracked Mary: It is the full moon knows that. The moon to slacken it is safe, there is no harm in it. Almighty God will do that much. He'll slacken it like you 'd slacken lime.
Shawn Early: There is reason in what she is saying. Set open the door and let the full moon call its own!
Bartley Fallon: Don't let in the rays of it upon us or I'm a gone man. It to shine on them that are going wrong in the head, it would raise a great stir in the mind. Sure, it's in the asylum at that time they do have whips to chastise them.
(Goes to corner.)
Cracked Mary: That's it. The moon is terrible. The full moon cracks them out and out, any one that would have any spleen or any relics in them.
Mrs. Broderick: Do not let in the light of it. I would scruple to look at it myself.