O'FLAHERTY. That's all you care about. It's nothing but milch cows we men are for the women, with their separation allowances, ever since the war began, bad luck to them that made it!
TERESA. [coming from the porch between the General and Mrs O'Flaherty] Hannah sent me out for to tell you, sir, that the tea will be black and the cake not fit to eat with the cold if yous all don't come at wanst.
MRS O'FLAHERTY [breaking out again]. Oh, Tessie darlint, what have you been saying to Dinny at all at all? Oh! Oh—
SIR PEARCE [out of patience]. You can't discuss that here. We shall have Tessie beginning now.
O'FLAHERTY. That's right, sir: drive them in.
TERESA. I haven't said a word to him. He—
SIR PEARCE. Hold your tongue; and go in and attend to your business at the tea table.
TERESA. But amment I telling your honor that I never said a word to him? He gave me a beautiful gold chain. Here it is to show your honor that it's no lie I'm telling you.
SIR PEARCE. What's this, O'Flaherty? You've been looting some unfortunate officer.
O'FLAHERTY. No, sir: I stole it from him of his own accord.
MRS O'FLAHERTY. Wouldn't your honor tell him that his mother has the first call on it? What would a slip of a girl like that be doing with a gold chain round her neck?
TERESA [venomously]. Anyhow, I have a neck to put it round and not a hank of wrinkles.
