I thought so. Then when you saw her you were sorry, but even then the money was in your mind—well—it’s mine now. And you’ve got to take your choice,—you can do what I tell you, or you’ll go with Mr. Jay.
BEN
Is that so? Well I guess there ain’t much doubt about what I’ll do. Come on, Jim?
JIM
All right. (He takes a pair of handcuffs from his pocket) You’ll have to slip these on, Ben.
BEN (steps back)
No—wait—(He turns desperately to Jane) What is it you want?
JANE
I want you to do as I say.
BEN (after a look at Jim and the handcuffs)