But when the crying ends there is still always  something to be done and so with a sniff and a wipe of her sleeve Inteachán thought about her next move.

She was stuck in a pitch-black hole attached to a rope that was not moving any more. She could hang in the hole for the rest of her life as far as the world was concerned as only Mac knew where she was and it would be days before he would raise the alarm.
‘I’ll be back when I am,’ Inteachán had told Mac as she headed off. ‘I won’t be back before.’

But what was bravado then was now something so much harder to explain that Inteachán decided to act rather than reflect.

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