midnight
The fire was low and the kettle cold . `` Here , Johnny , '' Withero said , `` jist run over t ' Farren 's for a ha ` p ` orth ov turf an ' we 'll haave a cup o ' tay fur these folks who 're workin ' overtime palaverin ' about th ' dead ! Moses alive , wan corpse is enough fur a week or two -- do n't kill us all entirely ! '' Shortly after midnight Anna went over to see how things were at the wake . They told her of the singing of the children , of the beautiful chapther by Misther Gwynn , and the `` feelin ' '' by Graham Shannon . The whey was sufficient and nearly everybody had `` a dhrap o ' th ' craither '' and a bite of fadge . `` Ah , Anna dear , '' Eliza said , `` shure it 's yerself that knows how t ' make a moi ` ty go th ' longest distance over dhry throats an ' empty stomachs !