But what did I want crawling forward to
scorch my understanding at her flaming brow?
PEGEEN -- [to Mahon, vehemently, fearing she will break into tears.] -- Take
him on from this or I'll set the young lads to destroy him here.
MAHON -- [going to him, shaking his stick.] -- Come on now if you wouldn't
have the company to see you skelped.
PEGEEN -- [half laughing, through her tears.] -- That's it, now the world will
see him pandied, and he an ugly liar was playing off the hero, and the fright
of men.
CHRISTY -- [to Mahon, very sharply.] -- Leave me go!
CROWD. That's it. Now Christy. If them two set fighting, it will lick the
world.
MAHON -- [making a grab at Christy.] -- Come here to me.
CHRISTY -- [more threateningly.] -- Leave me go, I'm saying.
MAHON. I will maybe, when your legs is limping, and your back is blue.
CROWD. Keep it up, the two of you. I'll back the old one. Now the playboy.
CHRISTY -- [in low and intense voice.] -- Shut your yelling, for if you're
after making a mighty man of me this day by the power of a lie, you're setting
me now to think if it's a poor thing to be lonesome, it's worse maybe to go
mixing with the fools of earth. [Mahon makes a movement towards him.]
CHRISTY -- [almost shouting.] -- Keep off . . . lest I do show a blow unto the
lot of you would set the guardian angels winking in the clouds above. [He
swings round with a sudden rapid movement and picks up a loy.]
CROWD -- [half frightened, half amused.
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