Mr. Quirke: And the Sergeant didn’t see it?
Hyacinth: No one saw it or brought it away but myself.
Mr. Quirke: Where did you put it at all?
Hyacinth: In the ditch behind the church wall. In among the nettles it is. Look at the way they have me stung. (Holds out hands.)
Mr. Quirke: In the ditch! The best hiding place in the town.
Hyacinth: I never thought it would bring such great trouble upon you. You can’t say anyway I did not tell you.
Mr. Quirke: You yourself that brought it away and that hid it! I suppose it was coming in the train you got information about the message to the police.
Hyacinth: What now do you say to me?
Mr. Quirke: Say! I say I am as glad to hear what you said as if it was the Lord telling me I’d be in heaven this minute.
Hyacinth: What are you going to do to me?