ANNE
Your hair is loose, Maire.
Maire goes to the mirror and fixes her hair.
MAIRE The wind blew it about me, and then I let it down. I came home by the long way, just to feel young again with my hair about me.
ANNE
And did you meet any one?
MAIRE
Indeed I did. I met James Moynihan.
ANNE
James had to go early. They're building at his place.
MAIRE
Indeed they ought to let James build a house for himself. ANNE
Some day they will, Maire.
MAIRE But we must not let some day be a far day.
ANNE (hesitatingly) I think I'll show you something.
MAIRE What is it, daughter?