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@@@@@"This is what you would give your child, you would sayIn Tir na nOg, because there is no sorrow, there is no joy"Do you hear the meaning of the seachain's song?" Scarlett shook her head "Then I cannot ease your heart As if the old woman had called her, Cat came through the door She was concentrating on the heavy, waterfilled kettle, and she didn't look at her mother and GrainneThe two of them watched silently while Cat methodically set the kettle on the iron hook over the coals, then raked more coals into a heap below it Scarlett had to turn her headIf she continued to look at her child, she knew she wouldn't be able to stop herself from grabbing Cat in her arms and holding her tightly in a protective embraceI mustn't cry, either, Scarlett told herself It might frighten herShe'd sense how frightened I am"Watch me, Momma," said CatShe was carefully pouring steaming water into an old brown china teapotA sweet smell rose I- from the steam, and Cat smiled"I put in all the right leaves, Grainne," she chortled She looked proud and happyScarlett caught hold of the wise woman's shawl"Tell me what to do," she begged"You must do what's given you to do I don't understand anything she says, thought ScarlettBut somehow her terror was relievedShe drank Cat's brew in the companionable silence and warmth of the herb-scented shadowy room, glad that Cat had this place to come toBefore she returned to Dublin, Scarlett gave orders for a new, stronger rope ladderScarlett went to Punchestown for the races this year