Hard Vagabond! outcast! jail bird! dare you prate of honor to me?
Myles [C.] I am an outlaw, Mr. Cregan—a felon, may be—but if you do this thing to that poor girl that loves you so much—had I my neck in the rope—or my fut on the deck of a convict ship—I’d turn round and say to ye, “Hardress Cregan, I make ye a present of the contimpt of a rogue.” [Snaps fingers.
Music till end Act.—Enter Father Tom, Sheelah and Danny, R. U. E.—Hardress throws down paper—goes to table—takes hat.
Hard Be it so, Eily, farewell! until my house is clear of these vermin—[Danny appears at back]—you will see me no more.
[Exit Hardress, L. C., followed by Danny.
Eily Hardress—Hardress! [Going up.] Don’t leave me, Hardress!
Father T [Intercepts her.] Stop, Eily! [Danny returns and listens.
Eily He’s gone—he’s gone!
Father T Give me that paper, Myles. [Myles picks it up—gives it.] Kneel down there, Eily, before me—put that paper in your breast.
Eily [Kneeling.] Oh, what will I do—what will I do?