PAUL. The prayers of the wicked hath no travalley. Dan! You’ve gone the pace and must take the consequences. ROSE [_crying_]. Don’t emigrate him, Mr. Deegan. I don’t care about myself ... but don’t emigrate Dan. DENIS [_grabs ROSE_]. Come on, m’gerrill! I’ll have noan of this whumpering.... I’ll have damages, or rid the country of him. [_Leads ROSE out back._] PAUL. You’ll be another Columcille, Dan. You won’t even get back to Ireland blindfolded.... [_Looks about the floor._] Well, begorry, after I searching the whole place, outside and in, there is my spatula! [_Picks it up and goes into the room._] DEEGAN [_roars at DAN_]. Go and take off your good clothes--you damned prodigal scoundrel, you! _DAN goes into the room blubbering._ DAISY [_rising_]. I feel downright sorry for you, Mr. Deegan. I do. DEEGAN. I’m obliged to you, Miss Mullan. But this is not my first trouble of the kind. I had to banish four other sons and two daughters for disobedience, and this lad’s by far the worst of the lot. DAISY. It’s a plum shame the way your family have treated you. Here you are with a noo house and a large farm, and no one to look after you but a few servants. It’s a downright crime. [_The room door is opened cautiously, and DAN is seen to listen._] Why, my dear friend, what you want is a good-hearted young woman to look after you and take an interest in you. DEEGAN. I wish I had thought of that fifteen years ago.... I’m too old now. DAISY. Too old! Why, you’re a fresher man than your son Dan. In America a man of your age is dancing and flirting and only beginning to enjoy life. DEEGAN. It’s good of you to flatter an old man. [_Lays his hand on her shoulder_] If I had met you ten or twelve years ago, I might have put a certain question to you. DAISY. If you’d met me ten years ago, you’d have met a comparatively poor gel, for I’ve made all my money in the last decade.... But ain’t it better late than never? DEEGAN [_animated_]. Mind what you’re saying, Daisy. My heart is younger than my face. DAISY. I know fine what I’m saying, Jimes. And I repeat--ain’t it better late than never? DEEGAN. You would give me a new lease of life, Daisy. DAISY. I sure would, dear. DEEGAN. I’m not after your money, Daisy. I would make you an assignment of everything I possess in the world. DAISY. And I’d take care you wanted for nothing, dear.... I’d have your house and garden the talk of this here settlement.... Out there in front of the door I’d have a double hedge of sweet-pea.... DEEGAN [_drops on one knee and takes her hand_]. Daisy, will you marry me...? DAN [_shouts_]. Paul, Paul! Quick! The ould man’s down on his knees.... Good God! the man that shook hands with Parnell himself.... _PAUL dashes from the room._ PAUL. Congratulations ... congratulations! Is it all settled? DAISY. Why, sure! He’s asked me to marry him, and my answer is--Yaas!