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Speaking very slowly.

I’ve seen the fearfulest thing any person has seen, since the day Bride Dara seen the dead man with the child in his arms.

Uah.

They crouch down in front of the old woman at the fire.

Tell us what it is you seen.

I went down to the spring well, and I stood there saying a prayer to myself. Then Bartley came along, and he riding on the red mare with the gray pony behind him (she puts up her hands, as if to hide something from her eyes.) The Son of God spare us, Nora!

What is it you seen.

I seen Michael himself.

Speaking softly.