The Turn of the Road: A Play in Two Scenes and an EpilogueMayne, Rutherford
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The Turn of the Road: A Play in Two Scenes and an Epilogue
Mayne, Rutherford
Ireland -- Drama; Ulster (Northern Ireland and Ireland) -- Drama
You what? Ach you don't know what you say child. If I did take to it
again, look what would happen. My father would turn me out, and your
father would forbid me then ever lookin' at you again. Jane Graeme
engaged to a penniless fiddler, and she the best match in the whole
countryside. I need never think of you again Jane.
JANE.
I don't care what they bid. If you took to that fiddle and went away,
would you forget me soon?
ROBBIE JOHN.
Forget you, Jane? What makes you think that? Sure you know I gave it
up sooner than lose you.
JANE.
Then take that fiddle and do what your heart tells you to. I wondered
often and often what it was that made you so sad, and I know now. God
made you a musician and not a farmer.
ROBBIE JOHN.
And you? What would you do?
JANE.
I know and trust some day God willing, you'll come back to me, rich
and famous enough to have them all at your feet. I know you will.
ROBBIE JOHN.
God bless you wee girl for you're put a heart into me.
[They embrace. Mrs. Granahan comes in.]
MRS. GRANAHAN.
There. There. Bide a wee. Here they're all coming in for their tays.
[William John Granahan, Graeme, Taylor,
Samuel James and Grandfather come in.
Robbie John goes over to fiddle and
puts it into a case.]
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
[Puzzled.]
So you're at it again, are you? Well I suppose there's no harm in
giving Miss Graeme a tune, but I thought you were a man to your word.
ROBBIE JOHN.
[Determinedly.]
Look here. I want you all to know I am goin' to try my luck with this.
SAMUEL JAMES.
[Exultingly.]
You're goin' to lave us like to mak' money wi' it.
ROBBIE JOHN.
I'm goin' to try.
MRS. GRANAHAN.
Robbie John are you daft. What wild nonsense are ye talkin' about. And
you to be married at Christmas and everythin' settled about you this
very day.
ROBBIE JOHN.
I am determined to do it. Nothin' can keep me back.
JOHN GRAEME.
There. That's enough. My daughter jilted by a Granahan! Come home out
o' this Jane Graeme.
[He stamps his foot angrily and beckons
her to come. Jane moves past Robbie
John where he is standing and then
suddenly kisses him and goes out with
her father.]
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
[Passionately.]
You see what you ha'e done Robert John Granahan. Broken your parents'
hearts, and made the name of the Granahans a disgrace to the
countryside.
[Wildly.]
Quick d--n ye before it's too late.
ROBBIE JOHN.
My mind's made up. Give me the address of that Professor you told me
of, Mr. Taylor.
TAYLOR.
You're a fool, Robbie.
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