Drawn Up From Deep Places

Too big for you, too.

(Ducks)

‘Ey, easy with that stick!

FIRST BOY

Coward.

(Sees something)

Here, what’s this?

SECOND BOY

(Uninterested)

A deadfall full of weeds, molly-brain.

FIRST BOY

No, look closer—

He SPLASHES into the river.

SECOND BOY

(Alarmed)

Wait up! Wait—ah, to hell with it.

He joins FIRST BOY. They try to shift the deadfall.

FIRST BOY

(Grunting with effort)

It’s under—here—

SECOND BOY

(Grumbling)

What is? Nothing, that’s what. Split your bleeding gut over noth . . .

He trails off, spotting JACK pinned underneath.

SECOND BOY

. . . ing. God almighty . . .

FIRST BOY

Nothing, eh?

SECOND BOY

Come on, give us a hand! Jesus, a drowned man. Don’t just