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"
The
worm
's
turning
,
do
you
hear
me
?
I
know
I
promised
to
obey
you
,
but
you
promised
to
love
and
cherish
me
,
so
we
're
both
liars
!
I
want
to
go
home
to
Drogheda
!
"
He
thought
of
her
two
thousand
pounds
a
year
and
of
its
ceasing
to
be
put
in
his
name
.
"
Oh
,
Meg
!
"
he
said
helplessly
.
"
Look
,
sweetheart
,
it
wo
n't
be
forever
,
I
promise
!
And
this
summer
I
'm
going
to
take
you
to
Sydney
with
me
,
word
of
an
O'Neill
!
Arne
's
aunt
has
a
flat
coming
vacant
in
her
house
,
and
we
can
live
there
for
three
months
,
have
a
wonderful
time
!
Bear
with
me
another
year
or
so
in
the
cane
,
then
we
'll
buy
our
property
and
settle
down
,
eh
?
"
The
moon
lit
up
his
face
;
he
looked
sincere
,
upset
,
anxious
,
contrite
.
And
very
like
Ralph
de
Bricassart
.
Meggie
relented
,
because
she
still
wanted
his
babies
.
"
All
right
,
"
she
said
.
"
Another
year
.
But
I
'm
holding
you
to
that
promise
of
Sydney
,
Luke
,
so
remember
!
"
Once
a
month
Meggie
wrote
a
dutiful
letter
to
Fee
,
Bob
and
the
boys
,
full
of
descriptions
of
North
Queensland
,
carefully
humorous
,
never
hinting
of
any
differences
between
her
and
Luke
.
That
pride
again
.
As
far
as
Drogheda
knew
,
the
Muellers
were
friends
of
Luke
's
with
whom
she
boarded
because
Luke
traveled
so
much
.
Her
genuine
affection
for
the
couple
came
through
in
every
word
she
wrote
about
them
,
so
no
one
on
Drogheda
worried
.
Except
that
it
grieved
them
she
never
came
home
.
Yet
how
could
she
tell
them
that
she
did
n't
have
the
money
to
visit
without
also
telling
them
how
miserable
her
marriage
to
Luke
O'Neill
had
become
?
Occasionally
she
would
nerve
herself
to
insert
a
casual
question
about
Bishop
Ralph
,
and
even
less
often
Bob
would
remember
to
pass
on
the
little
he
learned
from
Fee
about
the
Bishop
.
Then
came
a
letter
full
of
him
.
"
He
arrived
out
of
the
blue
one
day
,
Meggie
,
"
Bob
's
letter
said
,
"
looking
a
bit
upset
and
down
in
the
mouth
.
I
must
say
he
was
floored
not
to
find
you
here
.
He
was
spitting
mad
because
we
had
n't
told
him
about
you
and
Luke
,
but
when
Mum
said
you
'd
got
a
bee
in
your
bonnet
about
it
and
did
n't
want
us
to
tell
him
,
he
shut
up
and
never
said
another
word
.
But
I
thought
he
missed
you
more
than
he
would
any
of
the
rest
of
us
,
and
I
suppose
that
's
quite
natural
because
you
spent
more
time
with
him
than
the
rest
of
us
,
and
I
think
he
always
thought
of
you
as
his
little
sister
.
He
wandered
around
as
if
he
could
n't
believe
you
would
n't
pop
up
all
of
a
sudden
,
poor
chap
.
We
did
n't
have
any
pictures
to
show
him
either
,
and
I
never
thought
until
he
asked
to
see
them
that
it
was
funny
you
never
had
any
wedding
pictures
taken
.
He
asked
if
you
had
any
kids
,
and
I
said
I
did
n't
think
so
.
You
do
n't
,
do
you
,
Meggie
?
How
long
is
it
now
since
you
were
married
?
Getting
on
for
two
years
?
Must
be
,
because
this
is
July
.
Time
flies
,
eh
?
I
hope
you
have
some
kids
soon
,
because
I
think
the
Bishop
would
be
pleased
to
hear
of
it
.
I
offered
to
give
him
your
address
,
but
he
said
no
.
Said
it
would
n't
be
any
use
because
he
's
going
to
Athens
,
Greece
,
for
a
while
with
the
archbishop
he
works
for
.
Some
Dago
name
four
yards
long
,
I
never
can
remember
it
.
Can
you
imagine
,
Meggie
,
they
're
flying
?
'S
truth
!
Anyway
,
once
he
found
out
you
were
n't
on
Drogheda
to
go
round
with
him
he
did
n't
stay
long
,
just
took
a
ride
or
two
,
said
Mass
for
us
every
day
,
and
went
six
days
after
he
got
here
.
"
Meggie
laid
the
letter
down
.
He
knew
,
he
knew
!
At
last
he
knew
.
What
had
he
thought
,
how
much
had
it
grieved
him
?
And
why
had
he
pushed
her
to
do
this
?
It
had
n't
made
things
any
better
.
She
did
n't
love
Luke
,
she
never
would
love
Luke
.
He
was
nothing
more
than
a
substitute
,
a
man
who
would
give
her
children
similar
in
type
to
those
she
might
have
had
with
Ralph
de
Bricassart
.
Oh
,
God
,
what
a
mess
!
