Rock: What are you doing yourself?
Flannery: What is that in under your coat?
Rock: What's that to you?
Flannery: I'll know that when I see it.
Rock: What call have you to be questioning me?
Flannery: Open now your coat!
Rock: Stand out of my way!
Flannery: (Suddenly tearing open coat and seizing
bellows.) Did you think it was unknownst to me
you stole the bellows?
Rock: Ah, what steal?
Flannery: Put it back in the place it was!