SHEMUS
Not we! not we! For souls—if there are souls—
But keep the flesh out of its merriment.
I shall be drunk and merry.
TEIG
Come, let's away.
(He goes.)
CATHLEEN
But there's a world to come.
SHEMUS
And if there is,
I'd rather trust myself into the hands
That can pay money down than to the hands
That have but shaken famine from the bag.
(He goes out R.)