_A pause. He looks at her._
DAN: O.K.
MRS. BRAMSON (_as he goes smartly to the sofa, fetches the Bible,
pulls up a chair to the right of her, sits, and looks for the
place_): That piece you were reading.... It's Sunday.... Isn't that
nice ... all the aches and pains quiet for once ... pretty peaceful....
DAN (_reading_): "Blessed is the man that walketh not in the
counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth
in the seat of the scornful...."
MRS. BRAMSON (_drowsily_): You read so nicely, Danny.
DAN: Very kind of you, my lady. (_Reading a little breathlessly_)
"But his delight is in the Law of the Lord; and in His law doth he
meditate day and night--"
MRS. BRAMSON: Sh!
DAN: What?
MRS. BRAMSON: What's that?
DAN: Can you hear something?
MRS. BRAMSON: Yes! A sort of--thumping noise....
_She looks at him suddenly, leans forward, and puts her right hand
inside his jacket._
Why, Danny, it's you! It's your heart ... beating!
_He laughs_.
Well! Are you all right, dear?
DAN: Fine. I been running along the path, see.
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