I ain't got no country. Me an' Thad's only got this farm.
Thad's ailin', an' I do most the work, an' ----
NORTHERNER. The lives of thirty thousand men hang by a thread. I
must save them. And you must help me.
MARY. I don't know nothin' 'bout ye, an' I don't know what ye're
talkin' 'bout.
NORTHERNER. Only help me get away.
MARY [angrily]. No one ever helped me or Thad. I lift no finger
in this business. Why ye come here in the first place is beyond
me -- sneakin' round our house, spoilin' our well-earned sleep.
If them soldiers ketch ye, they'll kill me an' Thad. Maybe ye
didn't know that.
NORTHERNER. What's your life and your husband's compared to
thirty thousand! I haven't any money or I'd give it to you.
MARY. I don't want yer money.
NORTHERNER. What do you want?
MARY. I want ye t' git away. I don't care what happens t' ye.
Only git out of here.
NORTHERNER. I can't with the Southerners in the yard. They'd
shoot me like a dog. Besides, I've got to have my horse.
MARY [with naive curiosity]. What kind o' lookin'
horse is it?
NORTHERNER [dropping into chair at left of centre table in
disgust and despair].
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