MARIA : Oh!
JOHN : What fools we were!
MARIA : To think of it! All my old silver! It meant so much to me.
JOHN : And my new car. To think that he simply drove off with everything in my car. That’s what hurts me most.
MARIA : What’s so terrible too, is the fools we’ve made of ourselves.
JOHN : I hardly dare call the police. They’ll just 10 laughs at us.
MARIA : I’ll never get over it. Oh, Harry, it was all so unnecessary. That man! How could he do this to us after we’d put him up?
JOHN : And his story didn’t even hold together. I feel like such an idiot.
MARIA : And I’m sure we’ll never get all our thing back. They’re so clever these criminals What’s the point of collecting beautiful things for other people to steal?
JOHN : I only wish it were this time yesterday. Think how happy we were. Now, this.
MARIA : Things always go wrong.
JOHN: Perhaps we ought to get dressed and have breakfast. We’d feel better.
MARIA : I don’t feel like breakfast. I don’t feel like anything. Why are we so unlucky? It’s as if there were a jinx on us.
JOHN : Perhaps I’d better ring the police
MARIA : Yes. Of course. But what good will it do? That man’s miles away from here by now. In our car.
JOHN : I’ve never seen such a mess.
MARIA : All our precious possessions. I just don’t care anymore
JOHN : Yes, but we ought to do something.
MARIA : When I think of it! That man!
JOHN : If I could lay my hands on him!
MARIA : I’d roast him over a slow fire. I’d.
VISITOR : Good morning. You’d what?
MARIA : You!
VISITOR : What’s the matter?
JOHN : What are you doing here?
VISITOR : Good God! What’s happened?
JOHN : What are you doing here?
VISITOR : How do you mean?–You’ve had a robbery.
JOHN : That’s right.
VISITOR : Oh, I see! And you thought I’d done it!
