SHEMUS. I'll have no bolts, for there is not a thing That walks above the ground or under it I had not rather welcome to this house Than any more of mankind, rich or poor.
TEIG. So that they brought us money.
SHEMUS. I heard say There's something that appears like a white bird, A pigeon or a seagull or the like, But if you hit it with a stone or a stick It clangs as though it had been made of brass; And that if you dig down where it was scratching You'll find a crock of gold.
TEIG. But dream of gold For three nights running, and there's always gold.
SHEMUS. You might be starved before you've dug it out.
TEIG. But maybe if you called, something would come, They have been seen of late.
MARY. Is it call devils? Call devils from the wood, call them in here?
SHEMUS. So you'd stand up against me, and you'd say Who or what I am to welcome here.
(He hits her.)
That is to show who's master.