Smithereens Press Chapbooks 'Zero at the Bone' by David Wheatley | Page 25
SCENE SEVEN
[Lapwing calls.]
MCALLISTER
Is fad ó bhaile a labhraíonn an pilibín.
MCDONALD
What’s that? A blast of the Erse, old bean?
MCALLISTER
It means, it’s far from its nest the lapwing sings.
MCDONALD
It’s a trick. They pretend to have broken wings...
MCALLISTER
I followed the song in her long white throat...
MCDONALD
The idea’s to flush their predators out.
MCALLISTER
The idea was to lead me away from her nest.
MCDONALD
I could stare all day at a lapwing’s crest.
MCALLISTER
While all this time she’s hidden her nest in the open.
MCDONALD
Nothing, or do I mean something, can happen... can happen...
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