Jarius appears at window, or door, C.
Jarius. Consarn it! somebody’s been sneaking round this house for the last half hour. Wonder if he’s arter Sally! (Enters window, or door.) Blamed if I ain’t going to know what it’s all about! If it’s a thief, then all I’ve got to say, there’ll be some spry wrastling around here afore he gits off with much plunder.
Enter Will, L., with jug of money.
Will. All right. I’ve got it. (Runs into Jarius’s arms.)
Jarius. (Seizing him by collar.) Jes’ so. So have I.
Will. Ah! Discovered! Who are you, scoundrel?
Jarius. Who are you, thief? (Drags him to moonlight.) Will Nutter!
Will. Jarius Jordan!
Jarius. Wal, I never! Will Nutter a thief!
Will. Thief? ’Tis false.