Shall I help you throw the corpse into the river?
GILBERT.
You are a demon!
[Gilbert takes the body up by the head, Fabiani by the feet; they carry it to the parapet.
FABIANI.
Yes. Faith, my friend, I can no longer exactly tell which of us killed this man!
[They go down behind the parapet. Fabiani re-appears.
It is done. Good-night, comrade! Go your way!
[He starts toward the house, but turns back, seeing that Gilbert follows him.
Well, what do you want? Money for your trouble? In truth, I don't owe you anything, but here, take this.