music: 'siúil a ghrá'
Before the flag was raised the paper boy runs in
Boy: Evening paper. Terrible Tragedy. Evening Paper... paper...paper...tragedy... in the city
Máire: I killed my baby because it was a girl. Every girl grows up to be a woman. but my daughter is free. She's free. She won't be a fool for any man. she's free. she's free.
- boy running in
boy: Evening paper. Terrible Tragedy... paper... paper
The solicitor of the state comes in. He threatens the boy and he goes. They speak.
Solicitor 1: Your Honor, I ask you this- anything you have read and anything you have heard put it out of your head. Listnen to the evidence that I will give you. Give your judgement on this evidence and this evidence only. The prisonor that will be presented committed an awful crime. A murder is being presented- a damned ugly act, an act that needs revenge from god and from the people. She's a young girl and maybe you will feel pity for her but she did a damned awful act that one couldn't do in the presence of God or people. You can't let pity interupt your decision.
the flag is raised. the court is seen.
Clerk: Máire Ní Chathasaigh- called
voices
Máire comes. She stands in the witness box on the left
Clerk: Prisonor in front of the court, what do you say: guilty or not guilty?
voices: guilty or not guilty
Máire comes to the front of the stage and speaks with the audience
máire: I think that ye have information on all of the events but there are things that have been hidden from you however the things hidden in my heart.. a certain name.. a name that has never been mentioned.. the night that started it.. the night of the dancing in the school hall. The music (dancing music can be heard). the song that I sang.
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