Leslie. I will give you a light. (He lights the candles. Lights up.)
Lawson. God A’michty! William Brodie!
Leslie. Yes, Brodie was good enough to watch with me.
Lawson. But he gaed awa’ ... I dinna see ... an’ Lord be guid to us, the window’s open!
Leslie. A trap we laid for them: a device of Brodie’s.
Brodie (to Lawson). Set a thief to catch a thief. (Passing to Leslie, aside.) Walter Leslie, God will reward. (Jean signals again.)
Lawson. I dinna like that singin’ at siccan a time o’ the nicht.
Brodie. I must go.
Lawson. Not one foot o’ ye. I’m ower glad to find ye in guid hands. Ay, ye dinna ken how glad.