[_The two men who have been bending over the body rise, stretch to
relax, and come into the room._
BRADFORD
[_Pushing back his arms and putting his hands on his chest._]
Work,--tryin’ to put life in the dead.
CAPTAIN
Where’d you find him, Joe?
BRADFORD
In front of this house. Not forty feet out.
CAPTAIN
What’d you bring him up here for?
[_He speaks in an abstracted way, as if the working part of his mind
is on something else, and in the muffled voice of one bending over._
BRADFORD
[_With a sheepish little laugh._] Force of habit, I guess. We brought
so many of ’em back up here. [_Looks around the room._] And then it was
kind of unfriendly down where he was--the wind spittin’ the sea onto
you till he’d have no way of knowin’ he was ashore.
TONY
Lucky I was not sooner or later as I walk by from my watch.
BRADFORD
You have accommodating ways, Tony. Not sooner or later. I wouldn’t say
it of many Portagees. But the sea [_Calling it in to the CAPTAIN_]
is friendly as a kitten alongside the women that live _here_. Allie
Mayo--they’re _both_ crazy--had that door open [_Moving his head toward
the big sliding door_] sweepin’ out, and when we come along she backs
off and stands lookin’ at us, _lookin’_--Lord, I just wanted to get him
somewhere else. So I kicked this door open with my foot [_Jerking his
hand toward the room where the CAPTAIN is seen bending over the man_]
and got him _away_. [_Under his voice._] If he did have any notion
of comin’ back to life, he wouldn’t a come if he’d seen her. [_More
genially._] _I_ wouldn’t.
CAPTAIN
You know who he is, Joe?
BRADFORD
I never saw him before.
CAPTAIN
Mitchell telephoned from High Head that a dory came ashore there.
BRADFORD
Last night wasn’t the _best_ night for a dory. [_To TONY, boastfully._]
Not that _I_ couldn’t ’a’ stayed in one. Some men can stay in a dory
and some can’t. [_Going to the inner door._] That boy’s dead, Capt’n.
CAPTAIN
Then I’m not doing him any harm.
BRADFORD
[_Going over and shaking the frame where the boat once swung._] This
the first time you ever been in this place, ain’t it, Tony?
TONY
I never was here before.
BRADFORD
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