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Chapter 18
Ithadbeenawetyear;therewerewormseverywhereandthefattest,happiestbirdsanyoneeverremembered.Birdsongsfilledtheairfromdawntothelastofdusk.
"Isaidwefizzledout,"repeatedMeggie,crowlike."Adampsquib.Allthatpromise!Whoeverwouldhaveguesseditin1921,whenwearrivedonDrogheda?"
"Howdoyoumean?"
"Atotalofsixsons,plusme.Andayearlater,twomoresons.Whatwouldyouthink?Dozensofchildren,halfahundredgrandchildren?Solookatusnow.HalandStuaredead,noneoftheonesleftaliveseemtohaveanyintentionofevergettingmarried,andI,theonlyonenotentitledtopassonthename,havebeentheonlyonetogiveDroghedaitsheirs.Andeventhenthegodsweren’thappy,werethey?Asonandadaughter.Severalgrandchildrenatleast,youmightthink.Butwhathappens?Mysonembracesthepriesthoodandmydaughter’sanoldmaidcareerwoman.AnotherdeadendforDrogheda."
"Idon’tseewhat’ssostrangeaboutit,"saidAnne."Afterall,whatcouldyouexpectfromthemen?Stuckouthereasshyaskangas,nevermeetingthegirlstheymighthavemarried.AndwithJimsandPatsy,thewartoboot.CouldyouseeJimsmarryingwhenheknowsPatsycan’t?They’refartoofondofeachotherforthat.Andbesides,theland’sdemandinginaneuteredway.Ittakesjustaboutallthey’vegottogive,becauseIdon’tthinktheyhaveagreatdeal.Inaphysicalsense,Imean.Hasn’titeverstruckyou,Meggie?Yoursisn’taveryhighlysexedfamily,toputitbluntly.
