MATT
Stop. You drove all your living children away, except Sally and
myself. You think Sally and myself are the one sort.
MURTAGH COSGAR
_(tauntingly)_ Martin's daughter, Corney's sister. That's the girl
for you!
MATT
We're not the one sort, I tell you. Martin Douras, isn't he a
foolish old man that would drive all his children from him? What
would his twenty years' purchase be to him then?
MURTAGH COSGAR
It wasn't for my children I worked. No, no; thank God; it wasn't for
my children I worked. Go, if you will. I can be alone.
MARTIN DOURAS
O Murtagh, Murtagh, sure you know you can't be alone. We're two old
men, Murtagh.
MURTAGH COSGAR
He daren't go.
MATT
Because I'm the last of them he thinks he can dare me like that.
MURTAGH COSGAR
There was more of my blood in the others.
MATT
Do you say that?
MARTIN DOURAS
Don't say it again. For God's sake, don't say it again, Murtagh.
MURTAGH COSGAR
I do say it again. Them who dared to go had more of my blood in them!
MATT
Ah, you have put me to it now, and I'm glad, glad. A little house, a
bit of land. Do you think they could keep me here?
MURTAGH COSGAR
_(to Martin Douras)_ It's his own way he wants. I never had my own
way. _(To Matt)_ You're my last son. You're too young to know the
hardship there was in rearing you.
MATT
_(exultantly)_ Your last son; that won't keep me here.
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