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 Meath? Come on, I tell you, and I'll find you finer sweethearts at each waning moon.

It's Pegeen I'm seeking only, and what'd I care if you brought me a drift of chosen females, standing in their shifts itself, maybe, from this place to the eastern world?

They're going to hang him. (Holding out petticoat and shawl.) Fit these upon him, and let him run off to the east.

He's raving now; but we'll fit them on him, and I'll take him in the ferry to the Achill boat.

Leave me go, will you? when I'm thinking of my luck to-day, for she will wed me surely, and I a proven hero in the end of all.

Take his left hand, and we'll pull him now. Come on, young fellow.