Judge monologue (Act 2) — Plays by August Strindberg, Third Series

I can see by your eyes that you know. You were looking this way. [_He goes up to a chest of drawers and happens to get into the sunlight_] Damn the sun that is always burning me! [_He pulls down one of the shades and returns to the chest of drawers_] This must be the place!--Now, let me see! The stupidest spot is also the cleverest, so that's where I must look--as in this box of perfume, for instance--And right I was! [_He pulls out a number of bank-notes and stocks_] What's this? Twelve English bills of a pound each. Twelve of them!--Oho! Then it is easy to imagine the rest. [_Pushes the bills and securities into his pockets_] But what is it I hear? There are the starlings again! [_He goes to an open window and begins to play the rattle_] Get away there!