BIDDY.
Where is the use of herbs, and his teeth clenched the way he could not use them?
JOHNNY.
Take fire so in the devil’s name, and put it to the soles of his feet.
[Takes a lighted sod from fire.
FATHER JOHN.
Let him alone, I say! [Dashes away the sod.
JOHNNY.
I will not leave him alone! I will not give in to leave him swooning there and the country waiting for him to awake!
FATHER JOHN.