Whi. The ugly one, of course.
Tom. I don’t see what you’re driving at.
Whi. Don’t you? Why, if Tom Cobb’s dead and buried, what becomes of the bill Tom Cobb gave Ben Isaacs?
Tom. But the ugly Tom Cobb never gave a bill. (A light breaks upon him.) Oh, you cunning devil!
Whi. Now then, what d’ye say to dying by deputy?
Tom. By Jove, it’s worth thinking of.
Whi. Worth thinking of? It’s worth jumping at without stopping to think at all.
Tom. I believe you’re right. (After a pause.) I’ll do it! I’m a dead man! I can come to life again, I suppose, when I like?
Whi. Oh yes, under another name. But you’ll have to hide away for a few months.
Tom. Oh, ah; but (turning out his pockets) how about burial fees?