| (1, 0) 1 | SCENE.─Kitchen in a farmhouse on a mountain in South Wales. |
| (1, 0) 2 | The fireplace faces the audience, with a settle on one side and an oak arm-chair on the other. |
| (1, 0) 3 | Door leading outside on the left wall at the back, window in same wall nearer. |
| (1, 0) 4 | The dresser is against the right wall at the back, and a door leading to the back kitchen on the same wall nearer. |
| (1, 0) 5 | Table in the middle, with oak chairs. |
| (1, 0) 6 | The furniture is old and polished. |
| (1, 0) 7 | The walls have pictures of ministers on them and one or two samplers. |
| (1, 0) 8 | Guns and hams hanging up. |
| (1, 0) 9 | ~ |
| (1, 0) 10 | IANTO, a young farmer, is sitting smoking in the armchair. |
| (1, 0) 11 | ~ |
| (1, 0) 12 | CATRIN, his wife, young and pretty, in a check apron and a little red shawl, is darning on the settle. |
| (1, 0) 190 | She jumps from the chair, and runs to lay supper. |
| (1, 0) 191 | Sets table with dishes, etc. |
| (1, 0) 192 | Brings oatcakes, cheese, and a jug of milk. |
| (1, 0) 193 | When they are seated, one at each end, and are about to begin, there is a loud knocking at the door. |
| (1, 0) 196 | The door is flung open, and a little man stands on the threshold. |
| (1, 0) 197 | He is old and withered, his boots are very muddy, he carries a fiddle. |
| (1, 0) 198 | He looks at them calmly without saying a word for a time. |
| (1, 0) 215 | OLD MAN looks at him grinning, and winks. |
| (1, 0) 216 | Takes ancther step into the room, when he is stopped by CATRIN, who shrieks, and points to his feet. |
| (1, 0) 222 | OLD MAN goes back and wipes his feet. |
| (1, 0) 227 | Lifts his foot and looks at it, then from IANTO to CATRIN. |
| (1, 0) 230 | OLD MAN sits down, putting his fiddle on a chair. |
| (1, 0) 231 | CATRIN fetches extra plates, etc., from the dresser. |
| (1, 0) 232 | They begin the supper. |
| (1, 0) 233 | OLD MAN |
| (1, 0) 235 | Oat-cake is good, Catrin Griffith, but oat-cake without butter is like goodness without kindness. |
| (1, 0) 236 | CATRIN |
| (1, 0) 238 | Oat-cake without butter is good enough for you, whatever. |
| (1, 0) 249 | They go on eating, OLD MAN helping himself freely. |
| (1, 0) 259 | CATRIN is baffled. |
| (1, 0) 282 | Puts the whole piece in his pocket. |
| (1, 0) 291 | CATRIN stares. |
| (1, 0) 292 | OLD MAN feels in lus pocket. |
| (1, 0) 297 | Holds out lis own pouch, OLD MAN fills his pipe. |
| (1, 0) 299 | Both men light their pipes, and puff out smoke in contentment. |
| (1, 0) 316 | IANTO and OLD MAN go and sit on the settle and armchair by the fire and smoke. |
| (1, 0) 317 | CATRIN begins clearing the supper things, carrying them out to the inner room. |
| (1, 0) 318 | OLD MAN knocks out his pipe. |
| (1, 0) 320 | The OLD MAN stands up and sings two verses of "All Through the Night," IANTO and CATRIN listening. |
| (1, 0) 440 | IANTO bursts out laughing. |
| (1, 0) 463 | Pause. |
| (1, 0) 464 | Then he knocks out lis pipe and stands up. |
| (1, 0) 466 | Takes a withered clover leaf from his coat and gives it to IANTO, who examines it curiously. |
| (1, 0) 478 | CATRIN comes in and looks disapprovingly at ihe OLD Man. |
| (1, 0) 479 | IANTO puts the clover leaf in the button-hole of his coat. |
| (1, 0) 493 | There is a long pause. |
| (1, 0) 494 | IANTO leans against the table and stares at CATRIN as if he had never seen her before. |
| (1, 0) 507 | CATRIN stands twisting the fringe on her shawl and glancing uneasily at IANTO. |
| (1, 0) 508 | Long pause. |
| (1, 0) 544 | They stand and gaze at one another. |
| (1, 0) 545 | IANTO'S expression is full of horror. |
| (1, 0) 546 | Then he frantically tears the clover from his coat and throws it on the fire, and stands breathing hard as if he had just escaped from a great danger. |
| (1, 0) 547 | Pause. |
| (1, 0) 552 | Sits down by the table and puts her head down on her arms. |
| (1, 0) 558 | Puts her head down again. |
| (1, 0) 562 | No answer. |
| (1, 0) 563 | IANTO pulls her up from the chair and puts his arms round her. |
| (1, 0) 564 | She turns her head away. |
| (1, 0) 579 | Short pause. |
| (1, 0) 588 | CATRIN goes to the dresser, takes a candlestick, and lights it. |
| (1, 0) 589 | IANTO locks and bolts the door. |
| (1, 0) 597 | CURTAIN |