MATT
We're not men at a fair. May God keep the kindness in our hearts.
Martin rises.
MURTAGH COSGAR
Don't be going, Martin Douras.
MATT
Don't be going yet. I'll be with you, when you're going.
Martin sits down.
MURTAGH COSGAR (to Matt) You'll be getting married, I suppose, if you stay?
MATT
Maybe I will.
MURTAGH COSGAR (bitterly) In the houses that are now, the young marry where they have a mind to. It's their own business, they say.
MATT Maybe it is their own business. I'm going to marry Ellen Douras, if she'll have me.
MURTAGH COSGAR Ellen is a good girl, and clever, I'm told. But I would not have you deal before you go into the fair.