That's where you and I differs. Supposin' he starts playin' a dance tune or two, and the neighbours gather in. You like to do the thing dacint, and ye send out for drink, and then it goes from bad to worse. Na. Na. I'll ha'e none o' that. WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN. Well. Well. Make your mind aisy. Ye know he has promised me nivir to play again, and I don't think you'll hear much o' his fiddlin'. JOHN GRAEME. I'm right glad to hear it, and I'll tak' your word for it. WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN. Very good. [With admiration.] Man, you'd ha' made a great horsedailer John Graeme. JOHN GRAEME. Aye. I had an uncle in the town, a dailer, and he was always sayin' that. WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN. And well you could ha' done it, if I knowed anythin'. I'll go to Banbridge a Friday wi' you to settle wi' the lawyers. JOHN GRAEME. Very good. I'll call for you wi' the trap that day. Its time I was for goin' home. WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN. We were expectin' ye ower the day, and I think Mrs. Granahan has the tay laid in the low room. [Calls.] Mrs. Granahan! MRS. GRANAHAN. [From room.] Yes. [She comes in and stands waiting near door.] WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN. We're just after settlin' up about Robbie John and Jennie. Can ye get us a drop o' tay? MRS. GRANAHAN. If you could just take Mr. Graeme for a turn round, I could ha'e it for you in wan second. The table's laid and the kettle's boilin'. Is your daughter wi' you Mr. Graeme? JOHN GRAEME. Aye. She was comin' over after me. I suppose she should be here by now. WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN. Well I can show you the new reaper and binder I got. That new Wexford machine, I was tellin' you about a Sunday in the Session. JOHN GRAEME. Very good. I'll just go out and see it. [William John Granahan and John Graeme go out by door at back.] MRS. GRANAHAN. [Going over to fire and arranging kettle.] Five hunnert poun, and after me tellin' him to keep till four hunnert. Wait till I get ahoult o' him again. I'll speak till him. Did he no' hear me thumpin' four times on the door till remind him. He must ha'e a soft spot in his heart for Robbie John. [Tap at door.] Come in. [Jane Graeme enters somewhat diffidently.] Oh its you Miss Graeme. [Shakes hands.] Youre welcome indeed. Your father's just gone out wi' my good man. JANE. Yes. I know--but I thought perhaps--well that Robbie was in here. MRS. GRANAHAN. [Inspecting her critically.] Deed now, I couldn't tell you where he might be. JANE.