ake. The land and
house you offer would be a drag on me. _(She goes to the door)_
MATT
Ellen, what he offers is nothing, after all; but I care for you.
Sure you won't go from me like that?
ELLEN
Oh, can't you let me go?
I care for you as much as I care for any one. But it's my freedom I
want.
MATT
Then you're going surely?
ELLEN
I am. Good-bye.
_She goes out, Martin follows her. Matt stands dazed. Murtagh
closes the door, then goes and takes Matt's arm, and brings him down_.
MURTAGH COSGAR
Be a man. We offered her everything, and she went.
There's no knowing what the like of her wants. The men will be in
soon, and we'll drink to the new ownership.
MATT
Oh, what's the good in talking about that now? If Ellen was here,
we might be talking about it.
MURTAGH COSGAR
To-morrow you and me might go together. Ay, the bog
behind the meadow is well drained by this, and we might put the
plough over it. There will be a fine, deep soil in it, I'm thinking.
Don't look that way, Matt, my son.
MATT
When I meet Ellen Douras again, it's not a farmer's house I'll
be offering her, nor life in a country place.
MURTAGH COSGAR
No one could care for you as I care for you. I know
the blood between us, and I know the thoughts I had as I saw each of
you grow up.
_Matt moves to the door_.
MURTAGH COSGAR
Where are you going?
MATT
To see the boys that are going away.
MURTAGH COSGAR
Wait till the fall and I'll give you money to go and
come back. Farrell Kavanagh often goes to America. You could go with
him.
MATT
I'll go by myself, unless Ellen Douras comes now. The creamery
owes me money for the carting, and I'll get it.
MURTAGH COSGAR
Then go. Good-bye to you, Matt Cosgar.
MATT
Good-bye to you.
_He goes out. Murtagh stands, then moves about vaguely_
MURTAGH COSGAR
The floor swept, the hearth tidied. It's a queer end
to it all. Twenty years I bid them offer. Twenty years, twenty years!
_Martin comes back_.
MURTAGH COSGAR
The men will be coming back.
MARTIN DOURAS
I suppose they will.
MURTAGH COSGAR
You're a queer fellow, Martin Douras. You went to
gaol for some meeting.
MARTIN DOURAS
Ay.
MURTAGH COSGAR
Them was the stirring times. I can't help but think
of you in gaol, and by yourself. What brings you back now?
MARTIN DOURAS
Ellen told me to go back. I should say something to
Matt, I think.
MURTAGH COSGAR
He went out as you came in.
MARTIN DOURAS
I'll
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