Boys, it's he who did it. That's the fellow.
MAN IN OVERCOAT (pushing himself forward, officiously)
What's the matter, boys? Aha! He is caught! Which one? This one? Come on with you! (Takes hold of Savva by the sleeve)
SAVVA (shaking him off with such violence that the man falls down)
Get away from me!
VOICES
Don't let him go!
KONDRATY
Hold him!
FRIAR (crying)
Run, Mr. Savva, run.