“He was silent. ‘If you don’t want anything, you had better go to sleep, my friend,’ said I. But he was silent. Then I looked at him—his throat was cut open.”
Mariet shudders and looks at the speaker with aversion. Silence. Another fisherman enters, looks at the curtain and silently forces his way into the crowd. Women’s voices are heard behind the door; the abbot stops.
“Eh, Lebon! Chase the women away,” he says. “Tell them, there is nothing for them to do here.”
Lebon goes out.
“Wait,” the abbot stops. “Ask how the mother is feeling; Selly is taking care of her.”
Desfoso says:
“You say, chase away the women, abbot? And your daughter? She is here.”
The abbot looks at Mariet. She says:
“I am not going away from here.”
Silence. The abbot paces the room again; he looks at the little ship fastened to the ceiling and asks: