Nestor: O, but you are the terrible wicked man!
Cooney: I’ll squeeze satisfaction out of you if I had to hang for it! I will be well satisfied if I’ll kill you!
(Flings “Moore’s Almanac” at him.)
Nestor: (Throwing his bundle of newspapers.) Oh, good jewel!
Ward: (Coming in hastily.) Whist the whole of you, I tell you! The Magistrates are coming to the door! (Comes in and shuts it after him.)
Mrs. Broderick: The Lord be between us and harm! What made them go quit the Court?
Ward: The whole of the witnesses and of the prosecution made off bird-catching. The Magistrates sent to invite the great mine-owner to go lunch at Noonan’s with themselves.
Cooney: Horses of their own to stick him with they have. I wouldn’t doubt them at all.
Ward: He could not be found in any place. They are informed he was never seen leaving this house. They are coming to make an investigation.
Nestor: Don’t be anyway uneasy. I will explain the whole case.