Alph. (Aside.) Yes, won’t I?
Enter HANDSAW in street, R. Looks in through crack in door.
First R. It’s a good job he left the door open! Who’d have thought he was smart enough to cop hold of that statue! Here it is, Jim! Now for it!
Hand. Like a sleuth hound I’ve tracked ’em, and this barber after all is one of ’em. He’ll be transported!
Jane and Alph. (Overhearing.) Oh?
First R. Hallo! Here’s marks of blood on her hands, and here’s a ring. It’s loose! I’ll pull it off! There it is, Jim! We’ll pawn it!
Alph. It’s off! Hooray!
(Business.—First Robber holding up long cloak to cover Venus. When he holds up cloak, it entirely hides her from view. Music, forte.)
Hand. Now’s my time! (Enters.—Aside.) Now I’ve got you!
First R. Now we’ve got you!