MAIRE How could you take such things upon you and life stretching out before you? You're not young enough, Anne. Besides, it's not what we say; it's what we feel. No, it's not what we feel either; it's what grows up in us.
ANNE
He might never do the like again.
MAIRE
Many's the time mother said that, and she and me lying together.
ANNE
Will we ever get out of it, Maire?
James enters.
MAIRE
You have only a while to stay with us.
ANNE O James, what will your father say if he hears of you giving us another day?
JAMES My father took a stick in his hand this morning, and went off with himself.
MAIRE You're welcome, James. It was a pleasant time we had in your house last evening.
JAMES I hope you liked the company, Maire. I'm afraid there was very little to be called refined or scholarly, and the conversation at times was homely enough. But we did our best, and we were proud to see you.