Richly:
A horrible thought has occurred to me. Tell me, I beg you, have they
been in the wine cellar?
Roger:
Alas, sir, they forage everywhere.
Richly:
I am lost. I buried fifty thousand pounds in that wine cellar.
Roger:
Fifty thousand pounds! Sir, there are fifty thousand pounds in your
house?
Richly:
In the wine cellar.
Roger:
In the wine cellar. That's exactly where they hold their Sabbath.--
Oh, if only we had known this. And where in the wine cellar if you
please?
Richly:
To the left as you enter. Under a big block of stone near the door.
Roger:
Fifty thousand pounds under a big block of stone! You should have told
us--we could have saved you from this unlucky pass. It's on the left
as you go in, you say.
Richly:
Yes. The place is easy to find.
Roger:
I'll easily find it. But you know, sir, that it's worth your life--
you're risking your neck to go in there? And the whole sum is in gold?
Richly:
All in pure gold.
Roger: (aside)
Good. Easier to carry.
(Aloud)
Oh, as to that, sir, since we know the cause of the evil it won't be
hard to find a remedy.
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