Delia: Do not let go your hold. He to go out into the street, he has the wide world before him.
Ralph: (Dragging kennel in.) Here now is the box.
Simon: (Breaking away and searching it) Where at all is it vanished?
Staffy: It is lies he was telling. There is nothing at all within in it only a wisp of barley straw.
Simon: Where at all is it?
Staffy: What is it is gone from you?
Simon: Not a one pound left!
Delia: Why would you look to find coins of money down in Jubair's bed?
Simon: It is there I hid it.
Staffy: What is it you hid?