Hast. I believe the girl has virtue.
Marl. And if she has, I should be the last man in the world that would attempt to corrupt it.
Hast. You have taken care, I hope, of the casket I sent you to lock up? Is it in safety?
Marl. Yes, yes; it's safe enough. I have taken care of it. But how could you think the seat of a post-coach, at an inn-door, a place of safety? Ah! numb-skull! I have taken better precautions for you than you did for yourself.—I have—
Hast. What?
Marl. I have sent it to the landlady, to keep for you.
Hast. To the landlady!
Marl. The landlady.
Hast. You did!
Marl. I did. She's to be answerable for its forthcoming, you know.