CLARA.
Father, Carl has not yet confessed anything, and they have found nothing on him.
ANTONY.
What difference does that make to me? I have gone around the town and inquired at the different drinking-places about his debts. They amount to more than he could have earned under me in a quarter of a year even were he three times as industrious as he is! Now I know why he always left off work two hours later than I every evening, and why, in spite of that, he got up before me in the morning. But he soon saw that it all did no good, or else that it was too much trouble for him and took too long; so he embraced the opportunity when it presented itself!
CLARA.
You always believe the worst things you can of Carl! You have always done so! I wonder if you still remember how—
ANTONY.
You talk as your mother would, and I will answer you as I used to answer her—I will keep quiet!
CLARA.
And supposing Carl is acquitted? Supposing the jewels are found again?