GRIPES
It is, sir.
MUSKERRY I find it very spiritless after coming up from the chapel. Don't pass your whole day here. Go down into the yard. (He stands before the window) This is the first fine day, and you ought to go out along the country road. Ask the Master for leave. It's the month of May, and you'll be glad of the sight of the grass and the smell of the bushes. Now here's a remarkable thing. I venture to think that the like of this has never happened before. Here are the bees swarming at the window pane.
GORMAN You'll hear my pipes on the road to-day. That's as sure as the right hand is on my body. (He goes out by corridor door)
CRIPES
Myles Gorman must have been glad to hear that buzzing.
MUSKERRY
Why was Myles glad to hear it?
SHANLEY
He was leaving on the first fine day.
CRIPES The buzzing at the pane would let any one know that the air is nice for a journey.
MUSKERRY
I am leaving to-day, myself.
CRIPES
And where are you going, Mr. Muskerry?
MUSKERRY
I'm going to a place of my own.