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Laegaire

Go out—if you have your wits, go out,

A stone's throw further on you will find a big house where
Our wives will give you supper, and you'll sleep sounder there,
For it's a luckier house.

Young Man

I'll eat and sleep where I will.

Laegaire

Go out or I will make you.

Young Man

[Forcing up Laegaire's arm, passing him and putting his shield on the wall over the chair]

Not till I have drunk my fill.