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michael. I went round by the priest’s house to bid him be ready to marry us tomorrow.

bridget. Did he say anything?

michael. He said it was a very nice match, and that he was never better pleased to marry any two in his parish than myself and Delia Cahel.

peter. Have you got the fortune, Michael?

michael. Here it is.

[michael puts bag on table and goes over and leans against chimney-jamb. bridget, who has been all this time examining the clothes, pulling the seams and trying the lining of the pockets, etc., puts the clothes on the dresser.

peter [getting up and taking the bag in his hand and turning out the money]. Yes, I made the bargain well for you, Michael. Old John Cahel would sooner have kept a share of this a while longer. 'Let me keep the half of it until the first boy is born,' says he. 'You will not,' says I. 'Whether there is or is not a boy, the whole hundred pounds must be in Michael’s hands before he brings your daughter to the house.' The wife spoke to him then, and he gave in at the end.

bridget. You seem well pleased to be handling the money, Peter.

peter. Indeed, I wish I had had the luck