Kate. Ach, you and your cigars! Will you get out of this and quit tormenting people? Go on. Out you go.
Brown (as if out of curiosity, picks up the cigar and goes out slowly).
Daniel. He's a very impertinent man that. Very worrisome.
Kate. Ach, never heed him, Mr. Dan! sure no one in this house does. You'll be tired after travelling, sir. Will I make you a drop of tea?
Daniel. It's hard to eat anything, Kate, when I'm worried. (Despairingly.) I don't think there's another man living that has the same worries as I have. Something awful! Where's the pen and ink, I wonder?
Kate. There's some here on the dresser, Miss Mary was using it to-day. (She takes it over from the dresser to the table. Daniel rises and goes over and sits down and begins slowly to write.) Cheer up, Mr. Daniel. Sure you sold the plans of the bellows anyway. Didn't you, sir? They had word up at the McAleenans the other night that you got two thousand for it.
Daniel (astonished). Eh? They said that.
Kate. Aye. To be sure. McAndless told McArdle, and he told Smith the postman, and the postman told the McAleenans, and said he had seen letters about it. And McAleenan was up in McMinns the other night and told them, and I believe you never saw such an astonished crowd of people in all their lives.
Daniel. He told the McMinns that?
Kate. Aye, last night I think it was.