MAIRE You might go to Flynn's an odd time.
CONN
And what do they know about music in Flynn's? Young Corney
Myles was up there a while ago, and you'd think, from what the men
said, that there was never the like of Corney for playing, and the
boy isn't three years at the fiddle,
MAIRE
Father, stay here where the shelter is.
CONN
Sure, I'd be getting ould, and staying in the chimney-corner,
with no one to talk to me, for you'd be going to a place of your own,
and Anne? after a while, would have too much to mind.
MAIRE
The people here are kinder than you think.
CONN
But what has Conn Hourican to do with them anyhow? The very
greatest were glad of my playing, and were proud to know me.
MAIRE
I know that, father.
CONN
Well, one is always meeting new life upon the roads, and I want
to spend the years I have before me going from place to place.
MAIRE
_(going to him)_ If you took to the roads, I'd think I ought
to go with you, for we were always together.
CONN
Ah, Maire, there are some that would keep you here.
MAIRE
Do you know who would keep me here?
CONN
Brian MacConnell is very fond of you.
MAIRE
Do you know that, father?
CONN
And I know that you are fond of Brian. _(There is no answer)_
That my jewel may have luck and prosperity. _(Goes towards room door,
leaving Maire standing there)_ I'll be taking this fiddle, Maire.
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