_] You
know, if you want to go walkin' out there, you know, toward the hill,
then you want to keep to the left, real close to the left, because to the
right, there's clefts. My son, he used to say, the reason of it was, he
used to say, was because they didn't board the place up right, the miners
didn't. They gets too little pay, he used to say, and then folks does
things just hit or miss, in the shafts you know.--You see? Over yonder?
Always to the left! There's holes on t'other side. It wasn't but only
last year and a butter woman, just as she was, sudden, sunk down in the
earth, I don't know how many fathoms down. Nobody knew whereto. So I'm
tellin' you--go to the left, to the left and you'll be safe.
[_A shot is heard. BEIPST starts up as though he had been struck and
limps out a few paces into the open._
LOTH
Who, do you think, is shooting so early?
BEIPST
Who would it be excep' that rascal of a boy?
LOTH
What boy?
BEIPST
Will Kahl--our neighbour's son here ... You just wait, you! I've seen
him, I tell you. He shoots larks.
LOTH
Why, you limp!
BEIPST
Yes, the Lord pity me. [_He shakes a threatening fist toward the
fields.
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