Sergeant: (Seizing him.) He’ll be let alone in the lock-up.
Hyacinth: He must not be brought there.
Sergeant: I’ll let no man get him off.
Hyacinth: I will get him off.
Sergeant: You will not!
Hyacinth: I will.
Sergeant: Do you think to buy him off?
Hyacinth: I will buy him off with my own confession.
Sergeant: And what will that be?
Hyacinth: It was I robbed the church.