What way will yourself be that day,Daniel Burke?What way will you be that day and you lying down a long while in your grave?
For it's bad you are living,and it's bad you'll be when you're dead.{She looks at him a moment fiercely,then half turns away and speaks plaintively again.}Yet,if it is itself,Daniel Burke,who can help it at all,and let you be getting up into your bed,and not be taking your death with the wind blowing on you,and the rain with it,and you half in your skin.
DAN
It's proud and happy you'ld be if I was getting my death the day I was shut of yourself.{Pointing to the door.}Let you walk out through that door,I'm telling you,and let you not be passing this way if it's hungry you are,or wanting a bed.
TRAMP
{Pointing to Micheal.}
Maybe himself would take her.
NORA
What would he do with me now?
TRAMP
Give you the half of a dry bed,and good food in your mouth.
DAN
Is it a fool you think him,stranger,or is it a fool you were born yourself?Let her walk out of that door,and let you go along with her,stranger --if it's raining itself --for it's too much talk you have surely.
TRAMP
{Going over to Nora.}
We'll be going now,lady of the house --the rain is falling,but the air is kind and maybe it'll be a grand morning by the grace of God.
NORA
What good is a grand morning when I'm destroyed surely,and Igoing out to get my death walking the roads?