Except this!
THE MAN.
Oh, traitor! Help!
[He falls. In falling he throws a sealed packet into the darkness behind him; Fabiani does not perceive it.
FABIANI (leaning over the body).
Faith! I believe he is dead. Quick, the papers. [He searches the Jew.] What! he hasn't got them. He has nothing—nothing at all about him! Not a paper! He was lying, the old wretch! He deceived me: he wanted to rob me. Is it possible, you accursed Jew! No, he has nothing. That is clear. I have killed him for nothing. They are all alike, these Jews. To lie and steal, that is all they can do. Come, let us get rid of this corpse; I can't leave it here at the door. [Goes up stage.] I will see if the boatman is still there; he can help me throw it into the Thames.
[He descends, and disappears behind the parapet.
GILBERT (enters from the opposite side).
I thought I heard a cry!
[He perceives the body stretched upon the ground under the lantern.