GUY. That didn't smell before.
CAPTAIN (impatiently). The torches below there, then. The wind would carry their reek.
GUY. Yes. Only there doesn't happen to be a wind. Captain (suspicious now). The shed?
GUY (picking up lantern). I'll see.
(He holds up lantern, disclosing Ruth and Martin at opposite ends of the shed.)
There's no one there. Must have been our lantern. What did you want, father?
EPHRAIM. Guy, hadn't we better leave it? I don't want bloodshed. They're decent fellows at heart, and we don't know they mean to attack. I can't believe it of them. Wait till they do and use the soldiers to guard the factory. Guy. What's the use of waiting till they attack? Take them here unprepared and you make a thorough job of it.
CAPTAIN. Yes: only I can't promise to take them unprepared.
GUY. Why not? Have I to teach you your business? Get your men round them in the dark and——
CAPTAIN. It won't be dark. The clouds will be off the moon soon.