Staffy: There is my whiteheaded boy! I'll keep a watch, the way Damer will not steal in on us without warning.
Ralph: He should have the key in some secret place. It is best for you give the lock a blow of your foot.
Simon: I'll do that.
(He gives door a kick. It opens easily.)
Delia: Was I right now saying Damer is turned innocent? Sure the door was not locked at all.
Simon: (Dragging out jar.) Here it is now.
Ralph: So it is and no mistake.
Staffy: There should be great weight in it.
Ralph: I am in dread it might work a hole down through the timber of the car.
Delia: Why wouldn't we open it here? It would be handier bringing it away in small divides.
Ralph: The way we would make sure of getting our own share at the last.