Youth: I thank you civilly! I have brought them down already—see, they are here. I have but two, one very large bag and this other small one.
Host: Why, you have not locked the small one! See it gapes!
Youth (somewhat embarrassed): My dear Host … to tell the truth … I usually put it off till the end of my visits … but the truth … to tell the truth, my luggage is of two kinds.
Host: I do not see why that need so greatly confuse you.
Youth (still more embarrassed): But you see—the fact is—I stay with people so long that—well, that very often they forget which things are mine and which belong to the house … And—well, the truth is that I have to take away with me a number of things which … which, in a word, you may possibly have thought your own.
Host (coldly): Oh!
Youth (eagerly): Pray
