The Playboy of the
CHRISTY, clutching Mahon's stick.
He's not my father. He's a raving maniac would scare the world. (Pointing to Widow Quin.) Herself knows it is true.
CROWD.
You're fooling Pegeen! The Widow Quin seen him this day, and you likely knew! You're a liar!
CHRISTY, dumbfounded.
It's himself was a liar, lying stretched out with an open head on him, letting on he was dead.
MAHON.
Weren't you off racing the hills before I got my breath with the start I had seeing you turn on me at all?
PEGEEN.
And to think of the coaxing glory we had given him, and he after doing nothing but hitting a soft blow and chasing northward in a sweat of fear. Quit off from this.
CHRISTY, piteously.
You've seen my doings this day, and let you
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