Magistrate. It is natural you should take his part, but you have no cause of complaint against your neighbours. He has been arrested for the murder of John Smith, on his own confession.
Mrs. Fallon: The saints of heaven protect us! And what did he want killing Jack Smith?
Magistrate: It is best you should know all. He did it on account of a love affair with the murdered man’s wife.
Mrs. Fallon: (Sitting down.) With Jack Smith’s wife! With Kitty Keary!—Ochone, the traitor!
The Crowd: A great shame, indeed. He is a traitor, indeed.
Mrs. Tully: To America he was bringing her, Mrs. Fallon.
Bartley: What are you saying, Mary? I tell you——
Mrs. Fallon: Don’t say a word! I won’t listen to any word you’ll say! (Stops her ears.) O, isn’t he the treacherous villain? Ohone go deo!
Bartley: Be quiet till I speak! Listen to what I say!
Mrs. Fallon: Sitting beside me on the ass car coming to the town, so quiet and so respectable, and treachery like that in his heart!