The Tinker's Wedding

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<i>lently.)</i> The divil mend you, I'm scalded again! SARAH -- <i>scornfully.</i> -- If you are, it's a clumsy man you are this night, Michael Byrne <i>(raising her voice)</i>; and let you make haste now, or herself will be coming with the porter. MICHAEL -- <i>defiantly, raising his voice.</i>* Let me make haste? I'll be making haste maybe to hit you a great clout; for I'm think- ing on the day I got you above at Rathvanna, and the way you began crying out and say- ing, "I'll go back to my ma," and I'm thinking on the way I came behind you that time, and hit you a great clout in the lug, and how quiet and easy it was you came along with me from that hour to this present day. SARAH -- <i>standing up and throwing all her sticks into the fire.</i> -- And a big fool I was too, maybe; but we'll be seeing Jaunting Jim