William John Granahan.
And ten till wan he gets lost or somethin', and they have the whole countryside upset lookin' for him. Now if he had a public house convanient in his own townland, there would be no bother at all, and he could be at his work the next mornin' wi'out any interruptin' o' labour. D'ye see what I mane?
Mrs. Granahan.
Suddenly appearing at door evidently angry.
The more public houses the less drinkin' did he say? If he had his way o' it, every other house from here to Buckna would be a public house.
To husband.
Quit your wastin' Mr. Graeme's time wi' your argyments, and settle what he has come here to do wi' ye.
William John Granahan.
Well. Well. We'll agree till let the matter drop. You ha'e nobody but your daughter I suppose?