MAIRE (turning to him impulsively) Stay here and I'll be as nice to you as if we were in another house. (He kisses her. She rises and goes from him) If you knew me at all, Brian MacConnell, that's not the way you'd treat me.
BRIAN
Are you not coming out with me?
MAIRE
You must leave me to myself now. (Conn Hourican comes in) Is
Anne with you, father?
CONN She's gathering posies or something like that. Brian, did you hear about the Feis at Ardagh?
MAIRE (with vehemence) Oh, what's the good of talking about that? You can't go.
CONN
Can't go, did you say, girl?
MAIRE
Oh, how could you go?
CONN Is that the way? Well, God help us. Give me that fiddle till I leave it up.
He takes the fiddle off dresser, and turns to go.
MAIRE
Father, let me be with you to-night; oh, I'm sorry if I vexed
you. (No reply) Well, stay with Brian MacConnell; I'm going out to
Anne.