Three Plays: The Fiddler's House, The Land, Thomas Muskerry — John Shaqi
Three Plays: The Fiddler's House, The Land, Thomas MuskerryColum, Padraic
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Three Plays: The Fiddler's House, The Land, Thomas Muskerry
Colum, Padraic
Irish drama -- 20th century
MURTAGH COSGAR
It's that Ellen Douras that's putting him up to all
this. Don't you be said by her, Sally.
SALLY
No, father.
MURTAGH COSGAR
You're a good girl, and if you haven't wit, you have
sense. He'll be home soon, did you say?
SALLY
He was coming home. He went round the long way, I'm thinking.
Ellen Douras was vexed with him, father. She isn't going either,
Matt says, but I'm thinking that you might as well try to keep a
corncrake in the meadow for a whole winter, as to try to keep Ellen
Douras in Aughnalee.
MURTAGH COSGAR
Make the place tidy for him to come into. He'll have
no harsh words from me. _(He goes up to the room)_
SALLY
Father's surely getting ould.
MARTIN DOURAS
_(sitting down)_ He's gone up to rest himself, God
help him. Sally, _a stor_, I'm that fluttered, I dread going into my
own house.
SALLY
I'll get ready now, and let you have a good supper before you
go to the fair.
MARTIN DOURAS
Sit down near me, and let me hear everything, Sally.
Was it Matt that told you, or were you talking to Ellen herself?
SALLY
O, indeed, I had a talk with Ellen, but she won't give much of
her mind away. It was Matt that was telling me. "Indeed she's not
going," said he, "and a smart young fellow like myself thinking of
her. Ellen is too full of notions." Here's Matt himself. Father
won't have a word to say to him. He's getting mild as he's getting
ould, and maybe it's a fortune he'll be leaving to myself.
_Matt comes to the door. He enters_.
MATT
Where is he? He's not gone to the fair so early?
SALLY
He's in the room.
MATT
Were you talking to him at all? Were you telling him you saw
myself?
SALLY
I was telling him that you were coming back.
MATT
How did he take it?
SALLY
Very quiet. God help us all; I think father's losing his spirit.
MATT
_(going to Martin)_ Well, you see I've come back, Martin.
MARTIN DOURAS
Ay, you're a good lad. I always said you were a good
lad.
MATT
How did father take it, Martin?
MARTIN DOURAS
Quietly, quietly. You saw Ellen?
MATT
Ay, I saw Ellen _(gloomily)_. She shouldn't talk the way she
talks, Martin. What she said keeps coming into my mind, and I'm
troubled. God knows I've trouble enough on my head.
MARTIN DOURAS
_(eagerly)_ What did she say, Matt Cosgar?
MATT
It wasn't what she said. She has that school in her mind, I know.
MARTIN DOURAS
And is there anything to keep her here, Matt Cosgar?
MATT
I don't know that she thinks much of me now. We had a few words,
but there's nothing in the world I put above Ellen Douras.
MARTIN DOURAS
I should be going to her.
MATT
Wait a bit, and I'll be going with you. Wait a bit. Let us talk
it over. She wouldn't go from you, and you old.
MARTIN DOURAS
God forgive my age, if it would keep her here. Would I
have my Ellen drawing turf, or minding a cow, or feeding pigs?
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