_Ward:_ There has no train left since he was here. Sure what does it matter so long as he did not go out of this. I’ll bring this bird to the railway. Tell me what sort was he till I’ll know him. _Mrs. Broderick:_ (_Still looking at Nestor._) Well, he was middling tall ... not very gross ... about the figure now of Mr. Nestor. _Ward:_ What aged man was he? _Mrs. Broderick:_ I suppose up to sixty years. About the one age, you’d say, with Mr. Nestor. _Ward:_ Give me some better account now; it is hardly I would make him out by that. _Mrs. Broderick:_ A grey beard he has hanging down ... and a bald poll, and grey hair like a fringe around it ... just for all the world like Mr. Nestor! _Nestor:_ (_Jumping up._) There is nothing so disagreeable in the whole world as a woman that has too much talk. _Mrs. Broderick:_ Well, let me alone. Where’s the use of them all picking at me to say where did I get the money when I am under orders not to tell it? _Ward:_ Under orders? _Mrs. Broderick:_ I am, and strong orders. _Ward:_ Whose orders are those? _Mrs. Broderick:_ What’s that to you, I ask you? _Ward:_ Isn’t it a pity now a woman to be so unneighbourly and she after getting profit for herself? _Mrs. Broderick:_ Look now, Mr. Nestor, the way they are going on at me, and you saying no word for me at all. _Ward:_ How would he say any word when he hasn’t it to say? The only word could be said by any one is that you are a mean grasping person, gathering what you can for your own profit and keeping yourself so close and so compact. It is back to the Court I am going, and it’s no good friend I’ll be to you from this out, Mrs. Broderick! _Mrs. Broderick:_ Amn’t I telling you I was bidden not to tell? _Sibby:_ You were. And is it likely it was you yourself bid yourself and gave you that advice, Mrs. Broderick? It is what I think the bird was never bought at all. It is in some other way she got the money. Maybe in a way she does not like to be talking of. Light weights, light fingers! Let us go away so and leave her, herself and her money and her orders! (_Timothy Ward goes out, but Sibby stops at door._) And much good may they do her. _Mrs. Broderick:_ Listen to that, Mr. Nestor! Will you be listening to that, when one word from yourself would clear my character! I leave it now between you and the hearers. Why would I be questioned this way and that way, the same as if I was on the green table before the judges? You have my heart broke between you. It’s best for me to heat the kettle and wet a drop of tea. (_Goes to inner room._) _Sibby:_ Tell us the truth now, Mr. Nestor, if you know anything at all about it. _Nestor:_ I know everything about it. It was to myself the notes were handed in the first place. I am willing to take my oath to you on that. It was a stranger, I said, came in. _Sibby:_ I wish I could see him and know him if I did see him.