Daniel (taken aback, but recovering his self possession.) Ballyannis? Ballyannis? Ah, of course. Sure Gregg, that London man, he was to go through Ballyannis to-day. He's on a visit, you know, somewhere this way. It's him I'm going to look for now.
John. Was that the way of it? (With rising anger at the thought of the way in which his brother has been treated.) And she was for making you out an impostor and for putting you out. I didn't like them talking of a Murray the way they done.
Daniel (with sudden hope). Are you engaged to that McMinn woman, John?
John. Aye. I spoke the word the day.
Daniel. Was there anybody there when you asked her?
John. There was no one.
Daniel. Did you write her letters?
John. No. Not a line.
Daniel. And did you visit and court much at the home?
John. No. I always seen Andy on business and stopped to have a word or two with her.