Samuel James.
Getting off seat and standing about centre of room.
He'll take to it yet.
He goes over nearer fireplace.
I can see it workin' in him. Sure his hands are tremblin' and his fingers twitchin' all the times he's lookin' at it.
The grandfather enters softly by door at back. He stands looking at Samuel James who does not observe him.
Maybe its no' right of me to let it hang there. Ach. He maybe could make money plenty. I want till have a fine place and a lock o' money. And I'll build a bigger house.
Grandfather.
Hobbling over to his seat.