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at noonday in her narrow grave, there were five men, aye, and six men, stretched out retching speechless on the holy stones.
Christy
Uneasily, watching Pegeen. Is that the truth?
Michael
It is then, and arenāt you a louty schemer to go burying your poor father unbeknownst when youād a right to throw him on the crupper of a Kerry mule and drive him westwards, like holy Joseph in the days gone by, the way we could have given him a decent burial, and not have him rotting beyond, and not a Christian drinking a smart drop to the glory of his soul?
Christy
Gruffly. Itās well enough heās lying, for the likes of him.
Michael
Slapping him on the back. Well, arenāt you a hardened slayer? Itāll be a poor thing for the household man where you go sniffing for a female wife; and Pointing to Shawn. look beyond at that shy and decent Christian I have chosen for my daughterās hand, and I after getting the gilded dispensation this day for to wed them now.
Christy
And youāll be wedding them this day, is it?
Michael
Drawing himself up. Aye. Are you thinking, if Iām drunk itself, Iād leave my daughter living single with a little frisky rascal is the like of you?
Pegeen
Breaking away from Shawn. Is it the truth the dispensationās come?
Michael
Triumphantly. Father Reillyās after reading it in gallous Latin, and āItās come in the nick of time,ā says he; āso Iāll wed them in a hurry, dreading that young gaffer whoād capsize the stars.ā
Pegeen
Fiercely. Heās missed his nick of time, for itās that lad, Christy Mahon, that Iām wedding now.
Michael
Loudly with horror. Youād be making him a son to me, and he wet and crusted with his fatherās blood?
Pegeen
Aye. Wouldnāt it be a bitter thing for a girl to go marrying the like of Shaneen, and he a middling kind of a scarecrow, with no savagery or fine words in him at all?
Michael
Gasping and sinking on a chair. Oh, arenāt you a heathen daughter to go shaking the fat of my heart, and I swamped and drownded with the weight of drink? Would you have them turning on me the way that Iād be roaring to the dawn of day with the wind upon my heart? Have you not a word to aid me, Shaneen? Are you not jealous at all?
Shaneen
In great misery. Iād be afeard to be jealous of a man did slay his da.
Pegeen
Well, itād be a poor thing to go marrying your like. Iām seeing thereās a world of peril for an orphan girl, and isnāt it a great blessing I didnāt wed you, before himself came walking from the west or south?
Shawn
Itās a queer story youād go picking a dirty tramp up from the highways of the world.
Pegeen
Playfully. And you think youāre a likely beau to go straying along with, the shiny Sundays of the opening year, when itās sooner on a bullockās liver youād put a poor girl thinking than on the lily or the rose?
Shawn
And have you no mind of my weight of passion, and the holy dispensation, and the drift of heifers I am giving, and the golden ring?
Pegeen
Iām thinking youāre too fine for the like of me, Shawn Keogh of Killakeen, and let you go off till youād find a radiant lady with droves of bullocks on the plains of Meath, and herself bedizened in the diamond jewelleries of Pharaohās ma. Thatād be your match, Shaneen. So God save you now! She retreats behind Christy.
Shawn
Wonāt you hear me telling youā āā ā¦ā?
Christy
With ferocity. Take yourself from this, young fellow, or Iāll maybe add a murder to my deeds today.
Michael
Springing up with a shriek. Murder is it? Is it mad yous are? Would you go making murder in this place, and it piled with poteen for our drink tonight? Go on to the foreshore if itās fighting you want, where the rising tide will wash all traces from the memory of man. Pushing Shawn towards Christy.
Shawn
Shaking himself free, and getting behind Michael. Iāll not fight him, Michael James. Iād liefer live a bachelor, simmering in passions to the end of time, than face a lepping savage the like of him has descended from the Lord knows where. Strike him yourself, Michael James, or youāll lose my drift of heifers and my blue bull from Sneem.
Michael
Is it me fight him, when itās father-slaying heās bred to now? Pushing Shawn. Go on you fool and fight him now.
Shawn
Coming forward a little. Will I strike him with my hand?
Michael
Take the loy is on your western side.
Shawn
Iād be afeard of the gallows if I struck him with that.
Christy
Taking up the loy. Then Iāll make you face the gallows or quit off from this.
Shawn flies out of the door.
Christy
Well, fine weather be after him, Going to Michael, coaxingly. and Iām thinking you wouldnāt wish to have that quaking blackguard in your house at all. Let you give us your blessing and hear her swear her faith to me, for Iām mounted on the spring-tide of the stars of luck, the way itāll be good for any to have me in the house.
Pegeen
At the other side of Michael. Bless us now, for I swear to God Iāll wed him, and Iāll not renege.
Michael
Standing up in the centre, holding on to both of them. Itās the will of God, Iām thinking, that all should win an easy or a cruel end, and itās the will of God that all should rear up lengthy families for the nurture of the earth. Whatās a single man, I ask you, eating a bit in one house and drinking a sup in another, and he with no place of
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