Jerome. I wish you would come and talk to our Superior. He has a perfect gift for giving advice.
Paul Ruttledge. Well, we'll go to the yard now. [He gets up.
Jerome. I have often thought you would come to the Monastery yourself in the end. You were so much the most pious of us all at school. You would be happy in a Monastery. Something is always happening there.
Paul Ruttledge. [As they go up the garden.] I daresay, I daresay; but I am not even sure that I am a Christian.
Jerome. Well, anyway, I wish that you would come and talk to our Superior. [They go out.
Charlie Ward and Boy enter by the path beyond the hedge and stand at gate.
Charlie Ward. No use going up there, Johneen, it's too grand a place, it's a dog they might let loose on us. But I'll tell you what, just slip round to the back door and ask do they want any cans mended.
Johneen. Let you take the rabbit then we're after taking out of the snare. I can't bring it round with me.
Charlie Ward. Faith, you can't. They think as bad of us taking a rabbit that was fed and minded by God as if it was of their own rearing; give it here to me. It's hardly it will go in my pocket, it's as big as a hare. It's next my skin I'll have to put it, or it might be noticed on me. [Boy goes out.