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JOHN GRAEME.
You've heerd what I ha'e to say. Take it or lave it. You can plaze yourself.
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
Five hunnert poun'. It's a tarr'ble price. Would two hunnert no' do?
You see I ha'e Samuel James and Ellen to provide for.
JOHN GRAEME.
A Graeme o' Killainey weds no man unner five hunnert poun', William Granahan. Mind that. I want my daughter married to no beggarman.
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
[Excitedly.]
Beggarman! Beggarman, did ye say? Hats, John Graeme, I think ye should be proud o' wan o' yours marryin' a Granahan. Money or no money, that's a nice way o' talkin'.
JOHN GRAEME.
I suppose ye know I come o' good family, Mr. Granahan?
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
[Sarcastically.]
I heard ye were wance cotter folk up by Dromara mountain.
JOHN GRAEME.
[Proudly.]
My father and my forefathers had my farm--aye, from the time o' the plantin'.
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
D'ye tell me? I nivir seen your laase o' the farm but of coorse if ye say so. Did ye nivir hear tell of Smith, Hunter, and Fargison?
JOHN GRAEME.
[Contemptuously.]
John Smith of Ballykelly?
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
[Disgusted.]
Yon cratur? Ballykelly?
[Proudly.]
Lonnon! Well my mother was a daughter o' Samuel James Smith, and a niece o' Robert John Francis Fargison.
JOHN GRAEME.
[Contemptuously.]
I nivir heerd tell o' them.
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
I wonner at your ignorance John Grame. A well educated man like yourself as sets yourself up to be taching the congregation on matters o' law and the temperance question, (_raising voice_) and you that ignorant o' common information.
MRS. GRANAHAN.
[Opening door and coming in a few steps.]
William John Granahan, didn't I tell ye not to be raisin' argyments.
How you manage at the markets I nivir could understand. Get your business done, and ha' settled wi' it.
WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.
[Soothingly.]
Whist, whist woman, I was only discoorsin'. Mind the tay and I'll mind the rest. There. There. I agree to your tarms, John Graeme. I'll do it, though it's lavin' me tarr'ble short.
JOHN GRAEME.
[Impressively.]
But there's one thing I'll no ha'e, William Granahan.
