GONACHRY I never heard him. ANGUS That’s because you’ve no sense of humour. GONACHRY [_Fiercely._] I have a sense of humour. ANGUS Where is it, then? GONACHRY Up my sleeve. [_He looks up his sleeve and gives a sarcastic grin._] ANGUS Well, nobody can see it there But yourself, so you’d better take care. If folk don’t see what you’re laughing at They’ll end by laughing at you. CONAN [_Stooping to pick up a button._] What’s that? A button. Is it anywhere off me? [_He looks himself all over._] CONDHLA What’s it like? CONAN Greenish-white. No, it’s not off me As far as I can see. ANGUS [_Holding out his hand._] Here, it’s mine. I burst it laughing. [_Conan hands it over to him casually._] CONAN [_Lighting his pipe._] Come on! It’s time we were at work again. TORQUIL Are you taking the boat out to-day? CONAN Ay. [_Exit Conan, Condhla, and Torquil._] ANGUS [_To Finn._] Aren’t you coming? FINN [_Abstractedly._] Not to-day, not to-day. GONACHRY [_Laughing carelessly._] He looks to me as if he had gone daft. [_He slouches off after the others with his hands in his pockets._] ANGUS It’s very queer the way he never laughed. [_He goes up to Finn and gives him a hearty slap on the back._] Come, man! What ails you? FINN [_Throwing him off with sudden irritation._] Get away, you gomeril! ANGUS [_Aside._] He’s fey! [_He makes a sign to keep off the evil eye, and retreats hurriedly after the others, casting suspicious glances backwards at Finn._] FINN [_Seeing himself alone, with a sigh of relief hoists his rainbow resolutely and tightens his belt._]