"A ship, just a ship, a sailing-ship."
"What's in the ship?"
She paused. "Guns, Shane."
"Oh, well," she sat down, "I shouldn't have asked."
"Granya," he walked over and caught her shoulder, "don't be foolish."
"I'm not foolish, Shane. If I am, it's done now." She smiled.... The air crashed out beneath her fingers. Her voice rang:
In came the captain's daughter—the captain of the Yeos—
Saying, "Brave United Irishmen, we'll ne'er again be foes.
One thousand pounds I'll give to you, and go across the sea;
And dress myself in man's attire and fight for liberty!"
"You'll not move one foot from Tusa hErin!"
"O Shane, Tusa hErin's no longer mine, and I've got to go."