"They're sold, do you hear? And there's no going back on it; so do what I tell you about the ass this night and we'll take our own road from now on."
"I won't do it," whispered Mary, and she was almost speechless with rage.
Mac Cann thrust his face close to hers grinning like a madman.
"You won't do it!" said he. "What will you do then against your father?"
"I'll go on to the place with the men," she stammered.
"You'll come with me this night."
"I'll not go," said she harshly.
"You'll come with me this night," said he.
"I'll not go," she screamed at him.
At the sound of her scream everybody came running to them.