Anthony.
I think the fellow was only joking, but that’s bad enough. Digging graves in advance is like setting death-traps. The scoundrel ought to be sacked for it. (To Leonard, who is reading.) Any news? Is some kind creature looking for a poor widow who could do with a few pounds? Or is it the other way about, the widow looking for the friend that will give her them?
Leonard.
There’s news of a jewel-robbery. Funny thing! It shows that, although times are bad, there are still people among us that own jewels.
Anthony.
A jewel-robbery! At whose house?
Leonard.
At Wolfram’s, the merchant’s.
Anthony.
Wolfram’s—impossible! That’s where Karl went to polish a desk a few days ago.