than beef and mutton, and currant cakes and sacks of flour.
sibby. What is it at all?
tramp [mysteriously]. Those that gave it to me wouldn't like me to tell that.
sibby [to john]. Do you think is he a man that has friends among the Sidhe?
john. Your mind is always running on the Sidhe since the time they made John Molloy find buried gold on the bridge of Limerick. I see nothing in it but a stone.
tramp. What can you see in it, you that never saw what it can do?
john. What is it it can do?
tramp. It can do many things, and what it’s going to do now is to make me a drop of broth for my dinner.
sibby. I’d like to have a stone that could make broth.
tramp. No one in the world but myself has one, ma’am, and no other stone in the world has the same power, for it has enchantment on it. All I'll ask of you now, ma’am, is the loan of a pot with a drop of boiling water in it.
sibby. You're welcome to that much. John, fill the small pot with water.
tramp [putting in stone]. There now, that’s all I have to do but to put it on the fire to
