MRS. CRILLY We could give you the eighty pounds, Anna, but after that we would need all the help we could get from you. ANNA Yes, mother. MRS. CRILLY _(again taking up a position)_ But if we help James Scollard to the place. ANNA _(with determination)_ Whether Mr. Scollard gets the place or does not get the place, I'll want my fortune, mother. MRS. CRILLY Very well, Anna. If we could get him to come over. ... _(She sits in arm chair)_ There's a lamb in Ginnell's field; you might call in to-morrow and ask them to prepare it for us. ANNA Then grandfather is coming to dinner on Sunday? MRS. CRILLY We must get him to come. _Some one is coming up the passage. Anna's hand is on handle of door. She holds it open. Thomas Muskerry stands there_. MUSKERRY _(pleased to see her)_ Well, Nancy! ANNA Good night, grandpapa. _(He regards her with fondness)_ MRS. CRILLY Good night, father. MUSKERRY This Nancy girl is looking remarkably well. _(He turns to Mrs. Crilly)_ Well, ma'am, and how are you? I've written that letter for that rascally Albert. _He leaves his stick on table and goes to desk. Mrs. Crilly watches him. Anna comes to her. Muskerry addresses an envelope with some labour. Mrs. Crilly notices a tress of Anna's hair falling down. Anna kneels down beside her. She takes off Anna's cap, settles up the hair, and puts the cap on again. Having addressed the envelope, Muskerry holds up a piece of wax to the gas. He seals the letter then holds it out_. MUSKERRY Here's the letter now, and maybe it's the last thing I can do for any of ye. MRS. CRILLY You are very good. _Muskerry goes to them_. MUSKERRY In season and out of season I've put myself at your service. I can do no more for ye. _She takes the letter from him. His resentment is breaking down. He sits on chair beside armchair. He speaks in a reconciling tone_. MUSKERRY You're looking well, Marianne, MRS. CRILLY I'm beginning to be well again. MUSKERRY And the infant? What age is he now? MRS. CRILLY Little Joseph is ten months old. MUSKERRY I dreamt of him last night. I thought Joseph became a bishop. He ought to be reared for the Church, Marianne. Well, well, I've nothing more to do with that. _(He settles himself in the armchair)_ Did Christy Clarke bring in the papers? ANNA Christy Clarke hasn't been here at all, grandpapa. MUSKERRY Stand here till I look at you Nancy. _(Anna comes left of stove)_ I wouldn't be surprised if you were the best-looking girl in the town, Nancy. ANNA _(without any coquettishness)_ Anna Crilly is riot going into competition with the others. _(She wraps the muffler round him, then kisses him)_ Good night, grandpapa. _(She goes out by corridor door)_ MRS. CRILLY Thank you for the letter for Albert. MUSKERRY I think, Marianne, it's the last thing I can do for you or yours. MRS. CRILLY Well, we can't tell a bad story of you, and things are well with us.