Mariet, frightened, advances a step to her father.
"Father! You are kneeling ?" ABBOT--Robber! Give us back the money.

You will rob more for yourself, but give this money to us.

You are young yet, you will rob some more yet-- HAGGART--You are insane! There's a man--he will drive the devil himself to despair! Listen, priest, I am shouting to you: You have simply lost your mind! The abbot, still kneeling, continues: "Perhaps, I have--by God, I don't know.

Robber, dearest, what is this to you?
Give us this money.

I feel sorry for them, for the scoundrels! They rejoiced so much, the scoundrels.