O'FLAHERTY. No: I took it off a live one; and thankful he was to
me to be alive and kept a prisoner in ease and comfort, and me
left fighting in peril of my life.

TERESA [taking it]. Do you think it's real gold, Denny?

O'FLAHERTY. It's real German gold, anyhow.

TERESA. But German silver isn't real, Denny.

O'FLAHERTY [his face darkening]. Well, it's the best the Bosh
could do for me, anyhow.

TERESA. Do you think I might take it to the jeweller next market
day and ask him?

O'FLAHERTY [sulkily]. You may take it to the divil if you like.

TERESA. You needn't lose your temper about it. I only thought I'd
like to know. The nice fool I'd look if I went about showing off
a chain that turned out to be only brass!

O'FLAHERTY. I think you might say Thank you.

TERESA. Do you? I think you might have said something more to me
than "Is that yourself?" You couldn't say less to the postman.

O'FLAHERTY [his brow clearing]. Oh, is that what's the matter?
Here! come and take the taste of ther brass out of my mouth. [He