Mrs. Delane: Robbery of a church.
Sergeant: He has had a bad name long enough. Let him go to a reformatory now.
Fardy: (Clinging to Hyacinth.) Save me, save me! I’m a poor boy trying to knock out a way of living; I’ll be destroyed if I go to a reformatory. (Kneels and clings to Hyacinth’s knees.)
Hyacinth: I’ll save you easy enough.
Fardy: Don’t let me be gaoled!
Hyacinth: I am going to tell them.
Hyacinth: Will you let me speak?
Fardy: I’ll get no more chance in the world——
Hyacinth: Sure I’m trying to free you——