off); and my new coat is woven from the blackest shearings for three miles
around (giving him the coat); I'll give you the whole of them, and my
blessing, and the blessing of Father Reilly itself, maybe, if you'll quit from
this and leave us in the peace we had till last night at the fall of dark.

CHRISTY -- [with a new arrogance.] -- And for what is it you're wanting to get
shut of me?

SHAWN -- [looking to the Widow for help.] -- I'm a poor scholar with middling
faculties to coin a lie, so I'll tell you the truth, Christy Mahon. I'm
wedding with Pegeen beyond, and I don't think well of having a clever fearless
man the like of you dwelling in her house.

CHRISTY -- [almost pugnaciously.] -- And you'd be using bribery for to banish
me?

SHAWN -- [in an imploring voice.] -- Let you not take it badly, mister honey,
isn't beyond the best place for you where you'll have golden chains and shiny
coats and you riding upon hunters with the ladies of the land. [He makes an
eager sign to the Widow Quin to come to help him.]

WIDOW QUIN -- [coming over.] -- It's true for him, and you'd best quit off and
not have that poor girl setting her mind on you, for there's Shaneen thinks
she wouldn't suit you though all is saying that she'll wed you now.
[Christy beams with delight.]

SHAWN -- [in terrified earnest.] -- She wouldn't suit you, and she with the
divil's own temper the way you'd be strangling one another in a score of days.
(He makes the movement of strangling with his hands.) It's the like of me
only that she's fit for, a quiet simple fellow wouldn't raise a hand upon her