JONES. [After a long pause, suddenly.] I declines to say.
MAGISTRATE. But if you had all that money, what made you take this box?
JONES. I took it out of spite.
MAGISTRATE. [Hissing, with protruded neck.] You took it out of spite? Well now, that's something! But do you imagine you can go about the town taking things out of spite?
JONES. If you had my life, if you'd been out of work——
MAGISTRATE. Yes, yes; I know—because you're out of work you think it's an excuse for everything.
JONES. [Pointing at JACK.] You ask 'im wot made 'im take the——
ROPER. [Quietly.] Does your Worship require this witness in the box any longer?
MAGISTRATE. [Ironically.] I think not; he is hardly profitable.
[JACK leaves the witness-box, and hanging his head, resumes his seat.]