James Moynihan goes out. Conn Hourican goes back to the door, and remains looking out. Maire stands at fire.
CONN It's strange to be looking across that door, and the sun setting for our journey. And now we're letting the place go out of our hands. Well, Honor Gilroy's bit of land has been brought to a great many people.
He comes down to dresser. Maire goes up to window, and remains
looking out.
CONN
Is there any one coming here, Maire?
MAIRE There is no one coming. It's no wonder James's father thought the place was bare-looking.
CONN Well, the bit of land is going to James, and I was saying that it has been brought to a great many people.
Maire takes paper out, and looks at it.
CONN
What paper is that, Maire?
MAIRE It's a paper that I have to put my name to. (She goes and sits at table) There's a pen and ink near your hand on the dresser, and you might give them to me. It's about giving this place to Anne, and James's father wants my name on the paper.
CONN Well, isn't James's father the councillor, with his paper and his signing? (He brings pen and ink from dresser, and leaves them on table. Maire makes preparations for writing. Conn lights candle at fire, and brings it over to table) And does that give the place to Anne for ever?