The Spell

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Excerpt from The Spell: A Comedy in One Act The scene is laid at dusk in a rath in the Dublin mountains, on the green sward, which is fringed with trees. A big stone stands in the centre, and in front of this, shaded from the breeze, is a small glowing gipsy fire. Near the fire reclining to the left side, is Heraty trying to read a tattered book by the dim light from the embers. His bag of tools and bundle of umbrellas lie at his feet. Mrs. Heraty, on the other side of the stone, is sitting up stiffly, preening the drooping feathers of her bonnet. Mrs. Heraty (acidly). It's a wonder to me, Mr. Heraty, that you'd be wastin' your time on that thrashy book. Heraty. And how, ma'am, could I employ me valuable time better at the present moment? Mrs. Heraty. You could talk to your wife. Heraty. I could, but the wife doesn't always take an interest in me conversation, and it's hard on a man to be talkin' to a person with a nose that's constantly turned up to the stars. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.