Hard My belief is that Anne does not care a token for me, and likes Kyrle better.
Mrs. C [C.] You are an old friend of my son, and I may confide to you a family secret. The extravagance of my husband left this estate deeply involved. By this marriage with Anne Chute we redeem every acre of our barony. My son and she have been brought up as children together, and don’t know their true feelings yet.
Hard Stop, mother, I know this: I would not wed my cousin if she did not love me, not if she carried the whole county Kerry in her pocket, and the barony of Kenmare in the crown of her hat.
Mrs. C Do you hear the proud blood of the Cregans?
Hard Woo her, Kyrle, if you like, and win her if you can. I’ll back you.
Enter Anne Chute, from house, L.
Anne [L. C.] So will I—What’s the bet?
Mrs. C Hush!
Anne I’d like to have bet on Kyrle.
Hard Well, Anne, I’ll tell you what it was.