CONN
I'm making a _ceilidh_ with Brian.

MAIRE
Well, God be with you both. Come on, Anne.

_Maire takes down her shawl, and puts it over her head. She stands
at the door, watching Anne, who goes to Brian._

ANNE
Brian, what have you against Moynihan's?

BRIAN
Nothing at all. I may go in. MAIRE Come on, Anne. God be with
you both.

_Maire and Anne go out. They are heard talking for a while. Conn
goes to the door_.

CONN
Maire and Anne are turning the bohereen. [5] Come on now.

_He takes his fiddle and begins to wrap it up eagerly_.

BRIAN
Ay, let's go.

CONN
_(at door)_ I never forget, I never forget. The Granard Feis is