ADELAIDE UNIVERSITY. TFIS^ATRE GUILD. *JUNO A|.lD THE PAYCOCK”. BY. SEAN O’CASEY. AT THE I{UT. Monday. May 3l. Tuesday – — June 1. Wedrcday. Title. Juno and the paycock / Sean O’Casey. Author. O’Casey, Sean, Availability. Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons. We need this text in an online format (preferrably not split but in one piece).’ and find homework help for other Juno and the Paycock questions at eNotes.
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He rushes out J MRS. I don’t know; you’re to meet me at the Pillar at eight o’clock; then we’re to go to a place I’ll be told of to-night; there we’ll meet a mother that’ll bring us to the meeting.
Min 1 now, how you go on fiddlin’ with that clock — you know the least little thing sets it asthray. I knew that fella ud stop till she was in on top of us!
[OTA] Juno and the paycock / Sean O’Casey
Let me alone, let me alone, let me alone, for God’s sake. You needn’t, thanks; I want to be by meself. He stops outside door L. She’s thrun over Jerry altogether. Ah, very glad to know you, Mr. Boyle rapping on table authoritatively.
She rushes across behind table, in front of J oxer, who goes back to avoid the rush, to the chest of drawers, R.
I want to forget Bentham, I want to forget that you left me — even for a while. Money in notes for Joxbr.
Teapot, frying-pan, cups and saucers, plates. Pyacock hate to see fellas thryin’ to do, what they’re not able to do. There is a pause, then the sound of shuffling steps are heard outside door B. Ah, then, I’ll take me solemn affey- davey, it’s not for a job he’s prayin’l She sits down on the bed so that the cretonne hangings hide her from the ‘view of those entering?
Juno and the paycock / Sean O’Casey
Boyle futting on her hat and coat which she takes from the bed in alcove. That’s all over now. Payccock over to the fire, Joxer Daly ; people is always far more tue here than they are in their own place. The first few phrases are spoken before they appear? Bentham; th’ minute I turn me back that man o’ mine always makes a litther o’ th’ place, a litther o’ th’ place. Boyle to her chair, and Mary to the sofa.
He goes over to the mantelpwce, and gingerly lifts the clock. Nobody but meself knows the sufferin’ I’m goin’ through with the pains in these legs o’ mine! His cheeks, reddish-purple, are piffed out, as if he were always repressing an almost irrepressible ejaculation. You’re not at the funeral? I suppose you know we owe twenty pouns to oul’ Murphy? I’ll have to push off now, for I’m terrible late already, but I was determined to stay an’ hunt that Joxer this time.
Tancred’s only child gone West with his body made a collandher of. I wondher if you were in my condition, would you call it good news? What do I care what you dhress yourself in! Boyle’s song before we start th’ gramophone? BOYLE enters in his best trousers, which arent too good, and looks very un- comfortable in his collar and tie? He feebly resists them. I’ve a shawl above. Boyle receives them effusively.
ACT ni Open to floats and No. He’s gettin’ very sensitive, all of a sudden 1 MRS. Joxer out on the roof with the win’ blowin’ through him was nothin’ to you an’ your friend with the collar an’ tie!
Boyle is standing front of table, looking anxiously at Mary. Some way or another that the Will is writ he won’t be entitled to get as much as a make!
Have none of yous any respect for the Irish people’s National regard for the dead?
Ey, Nugent; ey, Mr, Nugent, Mr. It’s curious, then, you never heard the knockin’. He lifts his head at the high note, and then drops his eyes to the pan. Bentham rises, shakes hands vrith Mary, and sits down again. A long-handled labourers shovel is leaning against the side of the dresser.
I’m sure you’re frettin’, da, whether it is or no. If you weren’t well yourself you’d like somebody to bring you in a dhrink o’ wather. Madigan as she paycodk the gramophone.