MAIRE
I mind of them too.
JAMES
And the women that used to be with your mother, that used to
tell you the stories.
MAIRE
And the things we used to talk about after a story! There's
the turn of the road, and who's waiting for you? If it's your
sweetheart, what will you say to him?
JAMES
I'm often taken with the thought of the road! Going to the
fair on a bright morning, I'd often wish to leave everything aside
and follow the road.
_A fiddle is heard outside. Conn Hourican comes down, dressed for
the road. He has on the greatcoat. He carries fiddle. He puts fiddle
on dresser_.
CONN
What music is that, James?
JAMES
Some of the boys are coming to meet you, and they have a
fiddle with them.
CONN
Well, now, that's friendly of the boys.
JAMES
I'll go out now, and let them know that you're coming. _(He goes
to door)_ Brian MacConnell turned the other way, and Anne
went after him.
_He goes out_.
CONN
_(anxiously)_ Why did Brian MacConnell go away?
MAIRE
We didn't agree; no, not after all you said.
CONN
Maybe we'll see Brian at Ardagh.
MAIRE
How would he ever come back when I bid him go from me?
CONN
You bid Brian go from you! _(He goes to the window)_ And there
was myself that had the mind to go on the road that I see stretched
out before me.
MAIRE
_(going to him)_ You need never come back here.
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