(The First Thief makes a grab at the garment. Struggle. All fight for the goods. Suddenly all listen intently, then flee, taking the goods with them.)
(The Jew groans. Enter the Priest. He regards the Jew.)
Priest: What's this? Er—r, a dead man surely! I must notify the authorities. Yet—'twould be very awkward to be detained and questioned. They will find him sooner or later. A dead man surely!
(The Jew groans. The Priest stops his ears and hastens out. Enter two Levites.)
First Levite: Humph! One cannot come by this road without finding signs of thievery and murder.
Second Levite: It gives the district a bad name.
First Levite: We might carry him as far as your home.
Second Levite: Nay! If I brought the fellow there, my wife might not like it. Let us carry him to your home.
First Levite: We'd better not meddle, I reckon. After all it's no affair of ours.