Important Lines for questions and answers. By PKG SIR
oil-skins - ----waterproof clothing.
Cathleen ---a girl of about twenty.
Cathleen--finishes kneading cake.
Cathleen-begins to spin at the wheel.
Where is she?---here she is Maurya.
Nora ---takes a bundle from under her shawl.
The young priest is after bringing them.(a bundle )
It's a shirt and a plain stocking were got off a drowned man in Donegal.(Michael)
"I won't stop him," ---The speaker is the young priest.
"I won't stop him," says he, ---The speaker is Nora.
(Maurya)Herself does be saying prayers half through the night, and the Almighty God won't leave her destitute," says he( the young priest), "with no son living."
Middling bad ----Neither rough nor calm
Cathleen said to Nora : Give me the ladder, and I'll put them up*(a bundle containing a shirt and a plain stocking) in the turf-loft
a turf-loft is------------------ the storage space for dried turf.
Cathleen goes up a few steps and-→ hides the bundle in the turf-loft.
Bartley will want it (a cake) when the tide turns if he(Bartley) goes to Connemara.
The young priest will stop him(Bartley) surely.
Eamon Simon, Stephen Pheety, and Colum Shawn can be understood as Bartley’s friends or fellow islanders.
The hooker's tacking from the east.
Hooker → a type of traditional Irish fishing boat (common in the Aran Islands).
Tacking → a sailing term; it means changing the boat’s direction by turning its sail against the wind.
Where is the bit of new rope, Cathleen, was bought in Connemara?
Rope was on a nail by the white boards.
Cathleen : I hung it up this morning, for the pig with the black feet was eating the rope .
BARTLEY : I've no halter the way I can ride down on the mare, and I must go now quickly. This is the one boat going for two weeks or beyond it, and the fair will be a good fair for horses I heard them saying below.
Maurya: I after giving a big price for the finest white boards you'd find in Connemara.
BARTLEY: How would it (body of Michael )be washed up, and we after looking each day for nine days, and a strong wind blowing a while back from the west and south?
The jobber - Cattle Dealer .
Maurya: If it wasn't found itself, that wind is raising the sea, and there was a star up against the moon, and it rising in the night. If it was a hundred horses, or a thousand horses you had itself, what is the price of a thousand horses against a son where there is one son only?
Halter - Another rope.
BARTLEY [To Cathleen] :If the west wind holds with the last bit of the moon let you and Nora get up weed enough for another cock for the kelp. It's hard set we'll be from this day with no one in it but one man to work.
BARTLEY [To Nora.] Is she coming to the pier? (she -boat)
Flannel --------is known for its warm and fuzzy texture ,often used in clothing .
BARTLEY [Getting his purse and tobacco.]:I'll have half an hour to go down, and you'll see me coming again in two days, or in three days, or maybe in four days if the wind is bad.
CATHLEEN: It's the life of a young man to be going on the sea, and who would listen to an old woman?
BARTLEY [Taking the halter.]: I must go now quickly. I'll ride down on the red mare, and the gray pony'll run behind me... The blessing of God on you.
The black night is falling I'll have no son left me in the world.
Isn't it sorrow enough is on every one in this house without your sending him(Bartley) out with an unlucky word behind him, and a hard word in his ear?
It's destroyed he'll be going till dark night, and he after eating nothing since the sun went up.
CATHLEEN [Cutting off some of the bread and rolling it in a cloth; to Maurya.]
Cathleen said to Maurya ," You can say "God speed you," the way he'll be easy in his mind."
MAURYA [Taking a stick Nora gives her.]
In the big world the old people do be leaving things after them for their sons and children,
but in this place it is the young men do be leaving things behind for them that do be old.
NORA [Coming down.]
"There were two men," says he, "and they rowing round with poteen before the cocks crowed,
and the oar of one of them caught the body, and they passing the black cliffs of the north."
CATHLEEN [Trying to open the bundle.]
Give me a knife, Nora, the string's perished with the salt water, and there's a black knot on it you wouldn't loosen in a week.
NORA:
It's the second one of the third pair I knitted, and I put up three score stitches, and I dropped four of them.
Who was a great rower and fisher? ----Michael
MAURYA [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.
MAURYA.: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!
MAURYA: I tried to say “God speed you,” but something choked the words in my throat.
MAURYA.: In a low voice, but clearly.—It’s little the like of him(priest) knows of the sea...
Bartley will be lost now, and let you call in Eamon and make me a good coffin out of the white boards, for I won’t live after them.
MAURYA.: I’ve had a husband, and a husband’s father, and six sons in this house—six fine men, though it was a hard birth I had with every one of them and they coming to the world—
There were Stephen, and Shawn, were lost in the great wind, and found after in the Bay of Gregory of the Golden Mouth,****
There was Sheamus and his father, and his own father again, were lost in a dark night, and not a stick or sign was seen of them when the sun went up. ****
There was Patch after was drowned out of a curagh that turned over. *****
CATHLEEN [To the women, as they are doing so.]
What way was he(Bartley) drowned?
ONE OF THE WOMEN
The gray pony knocked him into the sea, and he was washed out where there is a great surf on the white rocks.
MAURYA : I’ll have no call now to be going down and getting Holy Water in the dark nights after Samhain( 1st November), and I won’t care what way the sea is when the other women will be keening.
Stinking : Stale fish
Curragh : Traditional Irish Boat
Poteen : An Irish term for illicit ,homemade distilled spirit.
Dark Word : Unlucky word .
Gable : table / the upper part
MAURYA [Drops Michael’s clothes across Bartley’s feet, and sprinkles the Holy Water over him.]
It isn’t that I haven’t prayed for you, Bartley, to the Almighty God.
MAURYA : No man at all can be living for ever, and we must be satisfied.
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