Delia: Let you draw out the cork from it.
Ralph: I don't know can I lift it. (Stoops and lifts it easily.) The Lord protect and save us! There is no weight in it at all!
Staffy: (Seizing and shaking it.) Not a one penny in it but clean empty. That beats all.
Delia: It is with banknotes it is stuffed that are deaf and do be giving out no sound. (She pokes in a knitting pin.) Nothing in it at all, but as bare as the canopy of heaven!
Ralph: There being nothing within in it, where now is the gold?
Staffy: Some person should have made away with it.
Delia: Some robber or some great rogue. A terrible thing such ruffians to be around in the world! To turn and rob a poor man of all he had spared and had earned.
Staffy: They have done him a great wrong surely, taking from him all he had of comfort in his life.
Ralph: My grief it is there being no more hangings for thieves, that are worse again than murderers that might do their deed out of heat. It is thieving is the last crime.
Staffy: We to lay our hand on that vagabond we'll give him cruelty will force him to Christian habits.