Carve. I've got something to tell you——
Cyrus. Silence, and answer my questions! Are his papers in this dispatch box?
Carve. Yes.
[39]Cyrus. Where are his keys?
Carve. (Slowly drawing bunch of keys from his pocket.) Here.
Cyrus. (Taking them.) So you keep his keys?
Carve. Yes.
Cyrus. (Opening dispatch box.) Wear his clothes too, I should say!
(Carve sits down negligently and smiles.)
Cyrus. (As he is examining papers in box.) What are you laughing at?