Sibby: (Curtseying.) Well, then, my thousand
blessings on you! He'll be as proud as the world
of that. Now, Taig, you'll be as dressed up as the
best of them! Come on now to Oughtmana, as
it is long till you'll quit it.
(They go towards door.)
Dragon: (Putting his head in at window.) Manus,
King of Sorcha, I am starved with the want of food.
Give me a bit to eat.
Fintan: He is not put down! He will devour
the whole of us! I'd sooner face a bullet and
ten guns!
Dragon: It is not mannerly to eat without
being invited. Is it any harm to ask where will
I find a meal will suit me?
Princess: Oh, does he ask to make a meal of
me, after all?
Dragon: I am hungry and dancing with the
hunger! It was you, Manus, stopped me from the
one meal. Let you set before me another.
King: There is reason in that. Drive up now
for him a bullock from the meadow.
Dragon: Manus, it is not bullocks I am craving,
since the time you changed the heart within me
for the heart of a little squirrel of the wood.