Sitting at the open window of Schooner House, blind Captain Cat, bellrope in hand, hears all this morning, as every morning in the town, as the sleepers are one-by-one rattled out of sleep with his recalls, and get-out-of-bed dings.
In a window with a bellrope ready sits old blind Captain Cat calling in the day, with his old yarns wagging on the door mat. He hears the postman's rat-a-tat, kids' feet skipping on cobble stones, all the secrets leaking out windows, in furtive dulcet tones. Dylan Thomas's beloved character 'Captain Cat', in the radio play for voices 'Under Milk Wood'.
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