SHAWN BRUIN
I heard no step but hers.
MARIE BRUIN
Look to the bolt!
Because the unholy powers are abroad.
MAURTEEN BRUIN (to THE CHILD)
Come over here, and if you promise me
Not to talk wickedly of holy things
I will give you something.
THE CHILD
Bring it me, old father!
(MAURTEEN BRUIN goes into the next room.)
FATHER HART
I will have queen cakes when you come to me!
(MAURTEEN BRUIN returns and lays a piece of money on
the table. THE CHILD makes a gesture of refusal.)
MAURTEEN BRUIN
It will buy lots of toys; see how it glitters!
THE CHILD
Come, tell me, do you love me?
MAURTEEN BRUIN
I love you!