William John Granahan.
Oh nothin'. Only I hadn't a sowl to help me wi' them cattle.
Samuel James.
Well wasn't Robbie John at home? What ailed him he couldn't help ye?
William John Granahan.
Look you here Samuel James.
Samuel James comes back nearer.
I've been worried wi' that boy this long time.
Samuel James nods approvingly.
I've made up my mind to-day after seein' yon scarecrow we met at Buckna cross roads, Robbie John aither mends himself or he goes out o' this.