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Synge, J. M. (John Millington), 1871-1909

"The Playboy of the Western World"


PEGEEN -- [kindly, but a little embarrassed.] I'm thinking you'll be a loyal
young lad to have working around, and if you vexed me a while since with your
leaguing with the girls, I wouldn't give a thraneen for a lad hadn't a mighty
spirit in him and a gamey heart. [Shawn Keogh runs in carrying a cleeve on his
back, followed by the WidowQuin.]
SHAWN -- [to Pegeen.] -- I was passing below, and I seen your mountainy sheep
eating cabbages in Jimmy's field. Run up or they'll be bursting surely.
PEGEEN. Oh, God mend them! [She puts a shawl over her head and runs out.]
CHRISTY -- [looking from one to the other. Still in high spirits.] -- I'd
best go to her aid maybe. I'm handy with ewes.
WIDOW QUIN -- [closing the door.] -- She can do that much, and there is
Shaneen has long speeches for to tell you now. [She sits down with an amused
smile.]
SHAWN -- [taking something from his pocket and offering it to Christy.] -- Do
you see that, mister?
CHRISTY -- [looking at it.] -- The half of a ticket to the Western States!
SHAWN -- [trembling with anxiety.] -- I'll give it to you and my new hat
(pulling it out of hamper); and my breeches with the double seat (pulling it
off); and my new coat is woven from the blackest shearings for three miles
around (giving him the coat); I'll give you the whole of them, and my
blessing, and the blessing of Father Reilly itself, maybe, if you'll quit from
this and leave us in the peace we had till last night at the fall of dark.


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