BRIDGET.
Do you see anything?
MICHAEL.
I see an old woman coming up the path.
BRIDGET.
Who is it, I wonder? It must be the strange woman Patrick saw a while ago.
MICHAEL.
I don’t think it’s one of the neighbours anyway, but she has her cloak over her face.
BRIDGET.
It might be some poor woman heard we were making ready for the wedding and came to look for her share.