Man: That’s so, indeed! You might be standing there, looking out that way, thinking you saw him coming up this side of the quay (points), and he might be coming up this other side (points), and he’d be on you before you knew where you were.
Sergeant: It’s a whole troop of police they ought to put here to stop a man like that.
Man: But if you’d like me to stop with you, I could be looking down this side. I could be sitting up here on this barrel.
Sergeant: And you know him well, too?
Man: I’d know him a mile off, sergeant.
Sergeant: But you wouldn’t want to share the reward?
Man: Is it a poor man like me, that has to be going the roads and singing in fairs, to have the name on him that he took a reward? But you don’t want me. I’ll be safer in the town.
Sergeant: Well, you can stop.
Man: (Getting up on barrel.) All right, sergeant. I wonder, now, you’re not tired out, sergeant, walking up and down the way you are.
Sergeant: If I’m tired I’m used to it.