LOGAN
Would you drink a pint of porter and eat a penny bun?
FALVEY
Indeed I would, and remember the one in my prayers
who'd give them to me.
LOGAN _(knocks and the publican enters)_
Bring this man a pint of porter and give him one of
the penny buns or two that you have on the porter
barrel in the shop.
DRISCOLL
Indeed I will and much good may they do him.
[_Places pint of porter and bread in front of Falvey who
begins to eat and drink_.
FALVEY
God bless your noble soul and may you be long spared
to do good in the world. (_As he eats_) There's no
sauce like hunger, and no friend like the friend in need.
LOGAN
That's true. Now tell me, do you expect to get work
in this town?
FALVEY
'Tis my intention to try.
LOGAN
You'd have as much chance of slippin' into heaven
with your soul as black as a skillet from mortal sins,
unknownst to St. Peter, as you'd have of gettin' a
job with an old coat like that.
FALVEY
And what can I do, God help me, when I have no
other?
LOGAN
I'll swap with you, and then you'll have some chance,
but otherwise you might as well walk back to where
you came from.
FALVEY
But I couldn't take a coat from a strange gentleman
like yourself and have an easy conscience. Sure, this
old coat of mine is only fit to be used for a scarecrow.
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