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... 21