The shattered burglars started violently.
"You see!" Benny cried. "You see! It's a trap! She's gonna turn us over to the police."
"Turn you over to the police?" Toffee said, thoroughly confused. "What on earth for? You've been very nice to me. Your private lives are your own business as far as I'm concerned. It's very urgent that I get to the police immediately. Won't you help me?"
For a moment the two thugs just stood and stared at each other. Then Benny heaved a great sigh.
"Come on," he said. "Let's take her in, Dippy. Let's give ourselves up. After tonight I ain't never goin' to feel the same about the racket no more."
"Yeah," Dippy said. "Me neither. Come on, lady. We got a car down the road."
As they turned to leave, Toffee crossed the room to join them.
"Aren't you taking anything with you?" she asked.
The two erstwhile thieves stopped and turned to her with expressions of overwhelming grief.
"Lay off, lady," Benny said with sad solemnity. "You just ruined our whole careers. Ain't you never satisfied?"