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قراءة كتاب The Turn of the Road A Play in Two Scenes and an Epilogue
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The Turn of the Road A Play in Two Scenes and an Epilogue
reminded.
I must go and get them eggs counted.
Aye, Robbie; don't take it. He'll just think you've been playin' that all the time he was away. And he's always that cross after markets, you couldn't stand him.
You're right. I don't want another talkin' to like the last one; but its hard.
He takes up a stick from fuel beside fireplace and starts whittling it. The rattle of carts is heard. Samuel James passes the window and walks in. He is partially intoxicated, enough only to make him talkative.
Well, how did the fair go off?
Samuel James takes off his overcoat, flings it on back of chair beside dresser and sits down heavily.
Ah! you've been takin' a drop, as usual.
The fair. Oh, it was great value. Sure grand-da he sould the foal for thirty poun'.
Boys a dear but William John Granahan bates the divil. And who took her?
There was a cavalryman bought her. Boys but Da is the hard man to plaze. We stopped at Muc Alanan's on the way home and met William John McKillop there, and he toul' the oul' man he was a fool to let a good horse go at that price, for he was lookin' all roads to give him thirty poun' for it; only he couldn't get in time for the sale.
Who did you say? McKillop?
Aye.
Sure McKillop hasn't two sov'rins in the wide world. He was only takin' a rise out of Da.
Sure I knowed the ould Yahoo hadn't the price of a nanny-goat. But of course, Da tuk it all in for gospel. And me sittin' listenin to him tellin' ould McKillop what a grand action the foal had and the shoulders the baste had, and the way it could draw thirty hundred up Killainey hill without a pech.
William John Granahan makes a tarr'ble fine Sunday School teacher.
But to see ould McKillop sittin' there as solemn as a judge, drinkin' it all in as if gospel and winkin' at me on the sly, the ould rascal, and cursin' his luck at losin' such a bargain.
The voice of William John Granahan can be heard inviting some one to come on. The strains of a fiddle played by uncertain but unmistakeably professional hands, sounds from the same direction.
Who's that father has got with him Samuel James? Oh such a dirty looking man!
Da got ahoult of him at Buckna cross roads and right or wrong he'd have him home wi' him to show Robbie John what fiddlin' brings a man till.
Its my mind that you and father have been stayin' too long in the public house, Samuel James.
William John Granahan and tramp fiddler can be seen outside window.
Look at them—comin' in! oh my; wait till mother sees the pair of them.
William John Granahan comes in