Randal. Is it for loving her, when I can’t help it?—who could?
Old McB. (sighing deeply) But still it goes against the father’s heart to see his child, his pride, go pinnyless out of his house.
Phil. Then, sir, father dear, I have to tell you she is not pennyless.—But I would not tell you before, that Randal, and Catty too, might show themselves what they are. Honor is not pennyless: the three hundred you gave me to lodge with O’Blaney is safe here. (Opening his pocket-book.)—When I was going to him with it as you ordered, by great luck, I was stopped by this very quarrel and riot in Ballynavogue:—he was the original cause of kicking up the riot, and was summoned before your honour,—and here’s the money.
Old McB. Oh, she’s not pinnyless! Well, I never saw money with so much pleasure, in all my long days, nor could I think I’d ever live to give it away with half so much satisfaction as this minute. I here give it, Honor, to Randal Rooney and you:—and bless ye, child, with the man of your choice, who is mine now.
Mrs. Carv. (aside to Mr. CARVER) My dear, I wish to invite all these good people to a wedding dinner; but really I am afraid I shall blunder in saying their names—will you prompt me?
Mr. Carv. (aside to Mrs. CARVER) Why really I am not used to be a prompter; however, I will condescend to prompt you, Mrs. Carver. (He prompts, while she speaks.)
Mrs. Carv. Mr. Big Briny of Cloon, Mr. Ulick of Eliogarty, Mr. Charley of Killaspugbrone, and you, Mrs. Catty Rooney, and you, Mr. McBride, senior, and you, Mr. Philip McBride, no longer flourishing Phil; since you are now all reconciled, let me have the pleasure of giving you a reconciliation dinner, at the wedding of Honor McBride, who is an honour to her family, and Randal Rooney, who so well deserves her love.
The McBRIDES and ROONIES join in the cry of Long life and great luck to your ladyship, that was always good!
Mr. Carv. And you comprehend that I beg that the wedding may be celebrated at Bob’s Fort.
All join in crying, Long may your honour’s honour reign over us in glory at Bob’s Fort!