Darby O'Gill and the Little People Page #4

wouldn't mention it to Katie.

I want to break the news

to her meself.

Very well, but remember I said two

weeks, Darby, not two years.

When I return here on Monday week,

I want you out and Michael in

and everything settled and done.

Yes, sir.

Good day, Your Lordship!

Well, goodbye, Mr. O'Gill.

Now here, wouldn't it be a shame

to put his lordship

to the expense of a room in the pub

and Katie and me fair rockin'

around in the gatehouse?

That's very kind of you, but I don't

think his lordship would like it.

Why wouldn't he? Sure I can instruct

you on your new duties. Katie!

Yes, Father?

-This is Mister, uh...

-MacBride.

Mr. MacBride is comin'

to stay with us for a while,

so throw some extra spuds

in the pot for supper

and make up the bed in the loft.

If it's any trouble, I can go to the inn.

It's no trouble at all.

Pony!

-Come with me.

-What's up with you now?

I want you outside where his lordship

can have a look at you.

Why should he want a look at me?

'Cause you're going to be

a consequential man

and have Darby's fine position

as his lordship's caretaker

and Katie O'Gill for your wife.

Huh, and when the sky falls,

we'll all catch larks.

I mean it, Pony. I had a talk with

his lordship about you,

and I tell you

it's only a matter of time.

I put a flea in Katie's ear, too.

I wouldn't worry about her.

With a fine situation like that,

I could have me choice of girls.

Katie might help you get it.

-Maybe you're right.

-Here he comes.

Smile, me darling.

Smile.

This is m'lad Pony, Your Lordship,

the one I told you about.

Your servant, sir.

Well, he's a big man, isn't he, now?

Nice to meet you, Pony.

"A big man," says he.

What did I tell you?

You'll get the job in no time at all.

Ah, Katie, you should have saw the

turf the two of us cut this afternoon.

That was a grand bit of work you

done. So it was, aye.

His lordship thought I could use a lad

to help with the turf

before the rains came.

And me doin' 10 men's work already.

Come, lad, sit down.

Take the air of the fire,

and I'll play you a tune

while the pot's on the boil.

Ah, that's good.

-Can you put a name to that?

-Hmm? Uh, no, it's... it's new to me.

What's it called?

Them as I heard it from

give it no name.

Well, where did you hear it?

In the old ruins

on the top of Knocknasheega,

and there were the little people

dancing all around in the moonlight.

Well, aren't they the bold creatures?

Aye, they are.

Supper's ready.

Bold and cunning, they are,

but I'm up to them.

Once I caught King Brian himself,

and he gave me the gold,

though I'd no need for it.

But, faith, I have need for it now.

Shh.

Don't breathe a word.

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