John. Tidy yourself up a wee bit, man, Andy McMinn and Sarah's coming over to see you.
Daniel (somewhat taken back). Me?
John. Aye. They want to see about the new invention. You can have the collar I wore last Sunday, and put on your new coat that you got in Belfast. (Daniel goes back into the workshop.) I wonder what tie would be the better one? Yon green or the red one that Mary gave me last Christmas. Aye. (Seeing no sign of Daniel.) D——n! Is he making no shapes to dress himself. Daniel!
Daniel (without). Aye.
John (loudly). Daniel!
Daniel (again appearing at door). Well!
John (impatiently). Come on and get on you.
Daniel. Ach. This is always the way. Just when a man has got the whole thing worked out and the plans of the apparatus just on the point of completion he has to stop.
John. Never mind, Danny. You can do it again the night or the morrow morning. I want you to look decent. Come on and get on you.