START: May: Can’t you sleep?
Tom: I just thought I’d sit in the kitchen.
[She looks up at the ceiling, nervously, then sits at the table. Another burst of laughter from upstairs.]
May: Whatever shall I do? I shouldn’t have let them, should I? I said to him: Ralph, it’s even o’clock. He says: Right, I’m going and then trots off up the stairs.
[... …]
END: May: Oh Tom! Do you think me so silly?
[May comes to him. He clings to her.]
Tom: I can’t draw spirit…I can only draw your face…and your body…
May: If I’d only known you now! If I’d only known you as you are now. Why did you have to come here as a boy?

Peter Whelan, The Accrington Pals. Methuen Drama, 1982. pp.33-36.