The Colleen Bawn - Dion Boucicault Esq - Libros - Createspace Independent Publishing Platf - 9781981457908 - 27 de julio de 2018
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The Colleen Bawn

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Thank you for checking out this book by Theophania Publishing. We appreciate your business and look forward to serving you soon. We have thousands of titles available, and we invite you to search for us by name, contact us via our website, or download our most recent catalogues. Enter HARDRESS CREGAN, from house, L. Hard [Going up C.] Hist! Danny, are you there? DANNY appearing from below, at back. Danny Is it yourself, Masther Hardress? Hard Is the boat ready? Danny Snug under the blue rock, sir. Hard Does Eily expect me to-night? Danny Expict is it? Here is a lether she bade me give yes; sure the young thing is never aisy when you are away. Look, masther, dear, do ye see that light, no bigger than a star beyant on Muckross Head? Hard Yes, it is the signal which my dear Eily leaves burning in our chamber. Danny All night long she sits beside that light, wid her face fixed on that lamp in your windy above. Hard Dear, dear Eily! after all here's asleep, I will leap from my window, and we'll cross the lake. Danny [Searching.] Where did I put that lether? Enter KYRLE DALY from house, L. Kyrle [L.] Hardress, who is that with you? Hard [C.] Only Mann, my boatman. Kyrle That fellow is like your shadow. Danny [R.] Is it a cripple like me, that would be the shadow of an illegant gintleman like Mr. Hardress Cregan? Kyrle [L.] Well, I mean that he never leaves your side. Hard [C.] And he never shall leave me. Ten years ago he was a fine boy-we were foster-brothers, and playmates-in a moment of passion, while we were struggling, I flung him from the gap rock into the reeks below, and thus he was maimed for life. Danny Arrah! whist aroon! wouldn't I die for yez? didn't the same mother foster us? Why, wouldn't ye break my back if it plazed ye, and welkim! Oh, Masther Kyrle, if ye'd seen him nursin' me for months, and cryin' over me, and keenin'! Sin' that time, sir, my body's been crimpin' up smaller and smaller every year, but my heart is gettin' bigger for him every day.

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Publicado 27 de julio de 2018
ISBN13 9781981457908
Editores Createspace Independent Publishing Platf
Páginas 120
Dimensiones 152 × 229 × 6 mm   ·   172 g
Lengua Inglés