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Chapter 9
"There’sonething,Father!"shoutedDominic."Wedon’thavetodiggravesinthisbloodymud!IusedtothinkoldMarywasputtingonthedogabittoomuchwhensheputamarblevaultinherbackyardforMichael,butrightatthisminuteifshewashere,I’dkissher!"
"Tooright!"yelledFatherRalph.
Theylashedthedrumsunderthesheetofiron,sixoneitherside,tiedthecanvasshrouddownfirmly,andswamtheexhausteddrafthorsesacrossontheropewhichwouldfinallytowtheraft.DominicandTomsatastridethegreatbeasts,andatthetopoftheDrogheda-sidebankpaused,lookingback,whilethosestillmaroonedhookedupthemakeshiftbarge,pushedittothebankandshoveditin.Thedrafthorsesbeganwalking,TomandDominiccooeeingshrillyastheraftbegantofloat.Itbobbedandwallowedbadly,butitstayedafloatlongenoughtobehauledoutsafely;ratherthanwastetimedismantlingthepontoons,thetwoimpromptupostilionsurgedtheirmountsupthetracktowardthebighouse,thesheetofironslidingalongonitsdrumsbetterthanithadwithoutthem.
Therewasarampuptogreatdoorsatthebalingendoftheshearingshed,sotheyputtheraftanditsburdeninthehugeemptybuildingamidthereeksoftar,sweat,lanolinanddung.Muffledinoilskins,MinnieandCathadcomedownfromthebighousetotakefirstvigil,andkneltoneoneithersideoftheironbier,rosarybeadsclicking,voicesrisingandfallingincadencestoowellknowntoneedtheeffortofmemory.
Thehousewasfillingup.
