for you to keep the girl from her juties, Dinny. You might get
her into trouble.

O'FLAHERTY. Much I care whether she gets into trouble or not! I
pity the man that gets her into trouble. He'll get himself into
worse.

MRS O'FLAHERTY. What's that you tell me? Have you been falling
out with her, and she a girl with a fortune of ten pounds?

O'FLAHERTY. Let her keep her fortune. I wouldn't touch her with
the tongs if she had thousands and millions.

MRS O'FLAHERTY. Oh fie for shame, Dinny! why would you say the
like of that of a decent honest girl, and one of the Driscolls
too?

O'FLAHERTY. Why wouldn't I say it? She's thinking of nothing but
to get me out there again to be wounded so that she may spend my
pension, bad scran to her!

MRS O'FLAHERTY. Why, what's come over you, child, at all at all?

O'FLAHERTY. Knowledge and wisdom has come over me with pain and
fear and trouble. I've been made a fool of and imposed upon all
my life. I thought that covetious sthreal in there was a walking
angel; and now if ever I marry at all I'll marry a Frenchwoman.

MRS O'FLARERTY [fiercely]. You'll not, so; and don't you dar
repeat such a thing to me.