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 face.) Didn't I know rightly I was handsome, though it was the divil's own mirror we had beyond, would twist a squint across an angel's brow; and I'll be growing fine from this day, the way I'll have a soft lovely skin on me and won't be the like of the clumsy young fellows do be ploughing all times in the earth and dung. (He starts.) Is she coming again? (He looks out.) Stranger girls. God help me, where'll I hide myself away and my long neck naked to the world? (He looks out.) I'd best go to the room maybe till I'm dressed again.

There's nobody in it. (Knocks again.)

It'd be early for them both to be out walking the hill.

I'm thinking Shawn Keogh was making game of us, and there's no such man in it at all.