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SHAWN -- [shrieking.] My leg's bit on me. He's the like of a mad dog, I'm
thinking, the way that I will surely die.
CHRISTY -- [delighted with himself.] -- You will then, the way you can shake
out hell's flags of welcome for my coming in two weeks or three, for I'm
thinking Satan hasn't many have killed their da in Kerry, and in Mayo too.
[Old Mahon comes in behind on all fours and looks on unnoticed.]
MEN -- [to Pegeen.] -- Bring the sod, will you?
PEGEEN [coming over.] -- God help him so. (Burns his leg.)
CHRISTY -- [kicking and screaming.] -- O, glory be to God! [He kicks loose
from the table, and they all drag him towards the door.]
JIMMY -- [seeing old Mahon.] -- Will you look what's come in? [They all drop
Christy and run left.]
CHRISTY -- [scrambling on his knees face to face with old Mahon.] -- Are you
coming to be killed a third time, or what ails you now?
MAHON. For what is it they have you tied?
CHRISTY. They're taking me to the peelers to have me hanged for slaying you.
MICHAEL -- [apologetically.] It is the will of God that all should guard
their little cabins from the treachery of law, and what would my daughter be
doing if I was ruined or was hanged itself?
MAHON -- [grimly, loosening Christy.] -- It's little I care if you put a bag
on her back, and went picking cockles till the hour of death; but my son and
myself will be going our own way, and we'll have great times from this out
telling stories of the villainy of Mayo, and the fools is here.
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