I'd give you two kids for your dinner, and a gallon of
poteen, and I'd call the piper on the long car to your wedding from
Crossmolina or from Ballina. I'd give you . . .
WIDOW QUIN. That'll do so, and let you whisht, for he's coming now again.
[Christy comes in very natty in the new clothes. Widow Quin goes to him ad
miringly.]
WIDOW QUIN. If you seen yourself now, I'm thinking you'd be too proud to
speak to us at all, and it'd be a pity surely to have your like sailing from
Mayo to the Western World.
CHRISTY -- [as proud as a peacock.] -- I'm not going. If this is a poor place
itself, I'll make myself contented to be lodging here. [Widow Quin makes a
sign to Shawn to leave them.]
SHAWN. Well, I'm going measuring the race-course while the tide is low, so
I'll leave you the garments and my blessing for the sports to-day. God bless
you! [He wriggles out.]
WIDOW QUIN -- [admiring Christy.] -- Well, you're mighty spruce, young fellow.
Sit down now while you're quiet till you talk with me.
CHRISTY -- [swaggering.] I'm going abroad on the hillside for to seek Pegeen.
WIDOW QUIN. You'll have time and plenty for to seek Pegeen, and you heard me
saying at the fall of night the two of us should be great company.
CHRISTY. From this out I'll have no want of company when all sorts is
bringing me their food and clothing (he swaggers to the door, tightening his
belt), the way they'd set their eyes upon a gallant orphan cleft his father
with one blow to the breeches belt.
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