The Turn of the Road

TRAMP.

[With drunken pride.]

I thrust my company on no man or woman uninvited.

MRS. GRANAHAN.

Out you go. I want no excuses. Put him out of this Samuel James.

[Samuel James eludes his mother's eye and beckons the tramp to stay on.]

The drunken wretch comin' in here. A nice place you'd have it William Granahan with your fine company.

WILLIAM JOHN GRANAHAN.

I brought him home here as a tarr'ble and awful warnin' to Robbie John what this sort of an occupation brings a man till. Yon see him Robbie John. There's you're great fiddlin' for you. Be warned in time.

ROBBIE JOHN.

[The tramp moves to the door. Robbie John rises and goes across to him and taps him on the shoulder.]

Here.

[Slips him money.]

God bless you poor wanderin' soul and God forbid any Granahan should ever be treated as you have been.

TRAMP.

Sir, I thank you.