HYACINTH. He must not be brought there.
SERGEANT. I'll let no man get him off.
HYACINTH. I will get him off.
SERGEANT. You will not!
HYACINTH. I will.
SERGEANT. Do you think to buy him off?
HYACINTH. I will buy him off with my own confession.
SERGEANT. And what will that be?
HYACINTH. It was I robbed the church.
SERGEANT. That is likely indeed!