_MR. and MRS. MOTES appear in turn in the doorway. Both are of medium height. She is an alert young woman of about thirty, modestly and neatly dressed. He wears a green forester's overcoat; his face is healthy but insignificant; his left eye is concealed by a black bandage._ MRS. MOTES [_Calls in._] We nearly got our noses frozen, Mrs. Wolff. MRS. WOLFF Why do you go walkin' at night. You got time enough when it's bright day. MOTES It's nice and warm here.--Who's that who has time by day? MRS. WOLFF Why, you! MOTES I suppose you think I live on my fortune. MRS. WOLFF I don't know; I ain't sayin' what you live on. MRS. MOTES Heavens, you needn't be so cross. We simply wanted to ask about our bill. MRS. WOLFF You've asked about that a good deal more'n once. MRS. MOTES Very well. So we're asking again. Anything wrong with that? We have to pay sometime, you know? MRS. WOLFF [_Astonished._] You wants to pay? MRS. MOTES Of course, we do. Naturally. MOTES You act as if you were quite overwhelmed. Did you think we'd run off without paying? MRS. WOLFF I ain't given to thinkin' such things. If you want to be so good then. Here, we can arrange right now. The amount is eleven shillin's, six pence. MRS. MOTES Oh, yes. Mrs. Wolff. We're going to get money. The people around here will open their eyes wide. MOTES There's a smell of roasted hare here. MRS. WOLFF Burned hair! That'd be more likely. MOTES Let's take a look and see. [_He is about to take the cover from the sauce-pan._ MRS. WOLFF [_Prevents him._] No sniffin' 'round in my pots. MRS. MOTES [_Who has observed everything distrustfully._] Mrs. Wolff, we've found something, too. MRS. WOLFF I ain't lost nothin'. MRS. MOTES There, look at these. [_She shows her several wire snares._ MRS. WOLFF [_Without losing her equanimity in the slightest._] I suppose them are snares? MRS. MOTES We found them quite in the neighbourhood here! Scarcely twenty paces from your garden. MRS. WOLFF Lord love you! The amount of poachin' that's done here! MRS. MOTES If you were to keep a sharp lookout, you might actually catch the poacher some day. MRS. WOLFF Aw, such things is no concern o' mine. MOTES If I could just get hold of a rascal like that. First, I'd give him something to remember me by, and then I'd mercilessly turn him over to the police. MRS. MOTES Mrs. Wolff have you got a few fresh eggs? MRS. WOLFF Now, in the middle of winter? They're pretty scarce! MOTES [_To JULIUS, who has just come in._] Forester Seidel has nabbed a poacher again. He'll be taken to the detention prison to-morrow. There's an officer with style about him. If I hadn't had my misfortune, I could have been a head forester to-day. I'd go after those dogs even more energetically. MRS. WOLFF There's many a one has had to pay for doin' that! MOTES