CHRISTY
I know that, Mr. Muskerry, but now I'm able for the world.
MUSKERRY
I wish success to all your efforts. Be very careful of your
personal appearance.
CHRISTY
I will, Mr. Muskerry.
MUSKERRY
Get yourself a new cravat before you leave the town.
CHRISTY
I'll get it.
MUSKERRY
I think I'd look better myself if I had a fresher shirt.
CHRISTY
I saw clean shirts of yours before the fire last night in my
mother's house.
MUSKERRY
I wish I could get one before I leave this place.
CHRISTY
Will I run off and get one for you?
MUSKERRY
Would you, Christy? Would it be too much trouble?
_Muskerry rises_.
CHRISTY
I'll go now.
MUSKERRY
You're a very willing boy, Christy, and you're sure to get
on. _(He goes to a little broken mirror on the wall)_ I am white and
loose of flesh, and that's not a good sign with me, Christy. I'll
tell you something. If I were staying here to-night, it's the
pauper's bed I'd have to sleep on.
_Mrs. Crilly comes to the door_.
MRS. CRILLY
Well, I see you're making ready for your departure.
MUSKERRY
_(who has become uneasy)_ I am ready for my departure.
MRS. CRILLY
And this young man has come for you, I suppose?
MUSKERRY
This young man is minding his own business.
CHRISTY
I'm going out now to get a shirt for the Master.
MRS. CRILLY
A starched shirt, I suppose, Christy.
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