The Toff. You're brave enough and strong enough. There isn't many that would steal a ruby eye out of an idol's head, and such an idol as that was to look at, and on such a night. You're brave enough, Bill. But you're all three of you fools. Jim would have none of my plans, and where's Jim? And George. What did they do to him?
Sniggers. Don't, Toffy!
The Toff. Well, then, your strength is no use to you. You want cleverness; or they'll have you the way they had George and Jim.
All. Ugh!
The Toff. Those black priests would follow you round the world in circles. Year after year, till they got the idol's eye. And if we died with it, they'd follow our grandchildren. That fool thinks he can escape from men like that by running round three streets in the town of Hull.
Albert. God's truth, you 'aven't escaped them, because they're 'ere.
The Toff. So I supposed.
Albert. You supposed!
The Toff. Yes, I believe there's no announcement in the Society papers. But I took this country seat especially to receive them. There's plenty of room if you dig, it is pleasantly situated, and, what is more important, it is in a very quiet neighborhood. So I am at home to them this afternoon.
Bill. Well, you're a deep one.