[CORPUS OF DRAMATIC TEXTS FROM GLASGOW] <T T7> [YOUR CHEATIN' HEART] <N CDTG07> <A John Byrne> <B BBC Publications, London, 1990> [Glasgow, at dusk. A ghostly sickle moon scythes its way between the dark rain clouds that hang over KM prison Barlinnie, known affectionately to Glaswegians by its `Cowboy' nickname, the `Bar- L'. In the visiting room of the prison Cissie Crouch, beanpole- skinny and wearing a dark grey and white horizontally-striped suit buttoned to the throat and with a number tag stitched to the breast pocket, sits across the visiting room table from her husband Dorwood. His features are pale, impassive. He is dressed in jeans and an unshowy cowboy shirt, his hair neatly groomed. The atmosphere in the room is tense, as one might expect. A female prison officer, hands folded behind her back, stands at a not-quite-discreet-enough distance from the couple. Neither Cissie nor Dorwood speaks to the other. Cissie reaches a tentative hand across the table. Dorwoo . . .