Horace. I know you have. Lots of them.
Tramp. How did you know that?
Horace. I guessed it. (Aside) I hope he won’t recognize me.
Tramp. The people will be going home presently. Let’s get to work and clear the snow for them to get to their cars. We might pick up a bit that way.
Horace. Capital, but we have no shovels.
Tramp. Can’t get shovels. Look around and see if you can’t find a bit of board to scrape with.
Horace. A bit of board to scrape with! I recognize the inventor.
Tramp. Here, what’s the matter with that barrel?
Horace. Lor’, I should never have thought of that.
Tramp. Look out for the Bobby!