Satni. From whom did you take it?
Nourm. From the neighboring master.
Satni. Do you think you did well?
Nourm [hesitating] Why—yes.
Satni. You are wrong.
Nourm. Be not afraid, no one saw me.
Satni. It is wrong.
Nourm. No. What can wrong me, is wrong. Since no one saw me, they will not punish me. So it is not wrong.
Satni. Wrong not to you, but to the neighboring master.
Nourm. He has many others.