DAVID. It was so dark he lost sight of him at once.
ALICK. Tell her about the window.
DAVID. We’ve found out that the catch of the window has been pushed back by slipping the blade of a knife between the woodwork.
MAGGIE. David.
ALICK. The polissman said he was carrying a little carpet bag.
MAGGIE. The silver plate IS gone.
DAVID. No, no. We were thinking that very likely he has bunches of keys in the bag.
MAGGIE. Or weapons.
DAVID. As for that, we have some pretty stout weapons ourselves in the umbrella stand. So, if you’ll go to your bed, Maggie—
MAGGIE. Me? and my brothers in danger.