Roger:
Alas, sir, they forage everywhere.
Richly:
I am lost. I buried fifty thousand pounds in that wine cellar.
Roger: Fifty thousand pounds! Sir, there are fifty thousand pounds in your house?
Richly:
In the wine cellar.
Roger:
In the wine cellar. That's exactly where they hold their Sabbath.—
Oh, if only we had known this. And where in the wine cellar if you
please?
Richly:
To the left as you enter. Under a big block of stone near the door.
Roger: Fifty thousand pounds under a big block of stone! You should have told us—we could have saved you from this unlucky pass. It's on the left as you go in, you say.
Richly:
Yes. The place is easy to find.
Roger: I'll easily find it. But you know, sir, that it's worth your life— you're risking your neck to go in there? And the whole sum is in gold?
Richly:
All in pure gold.