You hadn’t clothes like that when you married me, and no coat to put on of a Sunday more than any other day.
PETER.
That is true, indeed. We never thought a son of our own would be wearing a suit of that sort for his wedding, or have so good a place to bring a wife to.
PATRICK [who is still at the window].
There’s an old woman coming down the road. I don’t know is it here she is coming?
BRIDGET.
It will be a neighbour coming to hear about Michael’s wedding. Can you see who it is?
PATRICK.
I think it is a stranger, but she’s not coming to the house. She’s turned into the gap that goes down where Murteen and his sons are shearing sheep. [He turns towards BRIDGET.] Do you remember what Winny of the Cross Roads was saying the other night about the strange woman that goes through the country whatever time there’s war or trouble coming?
BRIDGET.