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The Playboy of the

SHAWN, going up to her.

It's a miracle Father Reilly can wed us in the end of all, and we'll have none to trouble us when his vicious bite is healed.

PEGEEN, hitting him a box on the ear.

Quit my sight. (Putting her shawl over her head and breaking out into wild lamentations.) Oh, my grief, I've lost him surely. I've lost the only Playboy of the Western World.

CURTAIN.

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