WIDOW QUIN, annoyed.
If you go near that lad, let you be wary of your head, I'm saying. Didn't you hear him telling he was crazed at times?
PHILLY.
I heard him telling a power; and I'm thinking we'll have right sport before night will fall.
{{c|He goes out.
JIMMY.
Well, Philly's a conceited and foolish man. How could that madman have his senses and his brain-pan slit? I'll go after them and see him turn on Philly now.
He goes; Widow Quin hides poteen behind counter. Then hubbub outside.
VOICES.
There you are! Good jumper! Grand lepper! Darlint boy! He's the racer! Bear him on, will you!
Christy comes in, in jockey's dress, with Pegeen Mike, Sara, and other girls and men.
PEGEEN, to crowd.
Go on now and don't destroy him and he drench-
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