(Pushing him towards inner door.) Fit them on and you can give your answer
when you have them tried.
CHRISTY -- [beaming, delighted with the clothes.] -- I will then. I'd like
herself to see me in them tweeds and hat. [He goes into room and shuts the
door.]
SHAWN -- [in great anxiety.] -- He'd like herself to see them. He'll not
leave us, Widow Quin. He's a score of divils in him the way it's well nigh
certain he will wed Pegeen.
WIDOW QUIN -- [jeeringly.] It's true all girls are fond of courage and do
hate the like of you.
SHAWN -- [walking about in desperation.] -- Oh, Widow Quin, what'll I be doing
now? I'd inform again him, but he'd burst from Kilmainham and he'd be sure and
certain to destroy me. If I wasn't so God-fearing, I'd near have courage to
come behind him and run a pike into his side. Oh, it's a hard case to be an
orphan and not to have your father that you're used to, and you'd easy kill
and make yourself a hero in the sight of all. (Coming up to her.) Oh, Widow
Quin, will you find me some contrivance when I've promised you a ewe?
WIDOW QUIN. A ewe's a small thing, but what would you give me if I did wed
him and did save you so?
SHAWN -- [with astonishment.] You?
WIDOW QUIN. Aye. Would you give me the red cow you have and the mountainy
ram, and the right of way across your rye path, and a load of dung at
Michaelmas, and turbary upon the western hill?
SHAWN -- [radiant with hope.] -- I would surely, and I'd give you the
wedding-ring I have, and the loan of a new suit, the way you'd have him decent
on the wedding-day.
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