MAIRE
Oh, are we going on the roads?
CONN
To Ardagh, Maire.
MAIRE
To Ardagh.
CONN
I'll go up now, and make ready.
_He takes candle off table, and goes back towards room door._
MAIRE
Oh, what do I know about Brian MacConnell, after all?
CONN
Brian is wild, but he is free-handed.
MAIRE
Wild and free-handed! Are all men like that? Wild and
free-handed! But that's not the sort of man I want to look to now.
CONN
That's nothing to Brian's discredit. MAIRE Ah, what do I know
about Brian MacConnell, except that he's a man of quarrels and
broken words?
_Conn holds up his hand warningly. Brian MacConnell comes to door_.
CONN
_(opening half-door)_ You're welcome, Brian.
BRIAN
Thank you for the good word, Conn.
_He comes in_.
MAIRE
You're welcome, Brian MacConnell.
CONN
_(taking candle off dresser)_ I was going up to the room to
make ready, but Maire will be glad to speak to you. I knew you
wouldn't let us go without wishing us the luck of the road.
_Goes up to room. Maire goes and sits on settle_.
MAIRE
Brian MacConnell has come to us again.
BRIAN
I'm before you again. Let me tell you what I was doing since I
was here last.
MAIRE
What were you doing, Brian? Making quarrels, may be?
BRIAN
_(startled)_ Why do you say that?
MAIRE
I'm thinking that you were doing what would become you, Brian
MacConnell, with the free hand and the wild heart.
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