HORNIG
I believe it's worth as much as nine shillin's.
GOTTLIEB
Give us a cloth to wrap it in, Luise, so that it'll take no harm. To think of the thing bein' worth all that money!
[Tears come into his eyes while he is wrapping up the spoon.
LUISE
If it was only ours, we could live on it for many a day.
OLD HILSE
Hurry up, now! Look sharp! As quick as ever you can. A fine state o' matters, this! Get that devil's spoon out o' the house.
[GOTTLIEB goes off with the spoon.