Brodie. Brodie, sir, Brodie, as you see.
Leslie. What does it mean? What does it mean? My God! Were you here before? Is this the second time? Are you a thief, man? are you a thief? Speak, speak, or I’ll kill you.
Brodie. I am a thief.
Leslie. And my friend, my own friend, and ... Mary, Mary!... Deacon, Deacon, for God’s sake, no!
Brodie. God help me!
Leslie. “We Brodies! We Brodies!”
Brodie. Leslie——
Leslie. Stand off! Don’t touch me! You’re a thief!
Brodie. Leslie, Leslie——
Leslie. A thief’s sister! Why are you here? why are you here? Tell me! Why do you not speak? Man, I know you of old. Are you Brodie, and have nothing to say?