Samuel James is a cunnin' rascal.
Mrs. Granahan.
Don't you miscall my son Mr. Granahan. He's a canny good son and works hard, and is worth more than half-a-dozen men like Robbie John. They'll no put their finger in his eye.
Goes to door back.
Bliss my heart there's that sow among the kale. Shoo!
She goes out and is heard shouting.
Ellen.
Laughing.
That poor sow. It has the times of it.
Robbie John enters and sits down near grandfather.