(a few chords)

PEGGY; I think it’s totally unfair.

(a few chords)

EDITH: I agree

(a few chords)

PEGGY: Then why are you doing it?

(They go into the house)

TILANO:
Night quickening.
Bad plumbing.
Blood thickening.
War coming.

Aha ha ha ha ah (etc.)

(The women reenter)

PEGGY: Now that government has taken over the Ranch School up on the mesa, you won’t have any more customers. Especially since they’re dismantling the Chili Line. Jack loves you.

EDITH: Maybe so. How would I know?
Somehow still his mind is a mystery.
Don't you think ten years was enough
To write our history?


TILANO: Why you buy this place, Edith? No one comes for tea. For chocolate cake. Even for gasoline now.

EDITH: For the quiet.

(They all listen for a bit.)

PEGGY: I love the quiet here! You can hear the birds, the wind, the wolf howls, nthe sound of the river gurgling.

TILANO: No Indian will live here. We call it Poshcongay, “Where the River makes a Noise.” Sound of war coming and endless leaking.

EDITH: I thought you were an Indian, Tilano. Or do Pueblo chiefs give that up when they move to Poshcongay—where the river makes a noise—to help old spinsters run Tea Houses?

(The women go back in.)

TILANO: Pipes breaking.
Too old.
Earth shaking.
Sun cold.