Simon: It is best for me be going on where I might find my bed,
Damer: Hearken now. I am old and the long road behind me. You are young and in your strength. It is you is rich, it is I myself that is poor. You know well, you to get the offer, you would not change your lot with my own.
Simon: I suppose I might not. I'd as lief keep my countenance and my run.
Darner: Isn't it a great pity there to be that hollow within in my gallon, and the little coin that would likely just fill it up, to be going out of the house?
Simon: Is it that you are asking it of me?
Damer: You might never find so good a way to open Heaven to yourself with a charity. To be bringing peace to an old man that has not long to live in the world! You wouldn't think now how quiet I would sleep, and the good dreams would be going through me, and that gallon jar to be full and to make no sound the time I would roll it on the floor. That would be a great deed for one little pound piece to do!
Simon: I'll toss you for it.
Damer: I would not dare put anything at all upon a chance.
Simon: Leave it alone so. (Turns away.)
Damer: (Seizing him.) It would make such a good appearance in the little gap!