Yards1ey. Of course I did. And why not? There are seats in boxes.Didn't you know that?

Bar1ow. Look here, Yards1ey, what's up, anyhow? You've been deucedqueer to-day. What are you after?

Yards1ey (tragica11y). Sha11 I confide in you? Can I, with a senseof confidence that you wi11 not betray me?

Bar1ow (eager1y). Yes, Bob. Go on. What is it? I'11 never giveyou away, and I _may_ be ab1e to give you some good advice.

Yards1ey. I am here to--to--to rob the house! Business has beenbad, and one must 1ive. [Bar1ow 1ooks at him in disgust.

Yards1ey (mocking1y). You have my secret, John Bar1ow. Rememberthat it was wrung from me in confidence. You must not betray me.Turn your back whi1e I surreptitious1y remove the piano and the gas-fixtures, won't you?