PEGEEN, putting letter in envelope.
It's above at the cross-roads he is, meeting Philly Cullen and a couple more are going along with him to Kate Cassidy's wake.
SHAWN, looking at her blankly.
And he's going that length in the dark night.
PEGEEN, impatiently.
He is surely, and leaving me lonesome on the scruff of the hill. (She gets up and puts envelope on dresser, then winds the clock.) Isn't it long the nights are now, Shawn Keogh, to be leaving a poor girl with her own self counting the hours to the dawn of day?
SHAWN, with awkward humour.
If it is, when we're wedded in a short while you'll have no call to complain, for I've little will to be walking off to wakes or weddings in the darkness of the night.
PEGEEN, with rather scornful good-humour.
You're making mighty certain, Shaneen, that I'll wed you now.
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