Paul Ruttledge. Oh, yes, I have; a little that I have said against all these, and a worse thing than all, though it is not in the book.
Thomas Ruttledge. What is it?
Paul Ruttledge. [Looking back from the threshold.] You have begotten fools.
ACT IV.
Scene 1.—Great door in the middle of the stage under a stone cross, with flights of steps leading to door. Enter Charlie Ward, Paddy Cockfight, Tommy The Song, and Sabina Silver. They are supporting Paul Ruttledge, who is bent and limping.
Charlie Ward. We must leave you here. The monks will take you in. We're very sorry, Paul. It's a heartscald to us to leave you and you know that, but what can we do? [They lead Paul Ruttledge to steps.
Paul Ruttledge. Ah! that was a bad stitch! [Gasps.] Take care now; put me down gently.
Sabina Silver. Oh! can't we keep him with us anyway; he'll find no one to care him as well as myself.