Peg:Raf,takealookatthesedrawings.（Shehandedhimthenotebook.）

　　Raf:Ah,anartist.（Heturnedthepages.）Agoodartist…

　　（Heturnedafewpagesandstoodup,turningtoStephen.）So,myboy…whatareyoudoingnow?IhaveanillustrationprojectIwanttostart,butnoonecanhelpme…

　　Stephen:（jumpedwithexcitement）Whatastrokeofluck!

　　Scene2〈AnArgument〉

　　（StephenandPegwerewalking.）

　　Peg:How’syourworkdoing?

　　Stephen:（smiling）Great!Thesuppliesthatyougavemelastweekarewonderful.Theyreallyhelpmealot.

　　Peg:It’ssonicetohearthat.Youdohelpusalot…（Shestoppedtalking.Insteadof

　　hersmile,shemadearmscrossed,lookingdirectlytothatwhereRafwastalkingwithtwowell-dressedmen.Theyalllookedtense.）

　　Stephen:（withlowervoice）Oh-oh…

　　Peg:(ShewalkedtoRaf,standingonhisrightandtakingaprotectivestance.)

　　Anythingwrong?

　　Man:（talkingtoPegwithanoilyvoice）YoumustbeProfessorLeon’sstudent.I’m

　　BrianFirthandthisisPaulTaylor.（introducinghispartner）WearetheownersofTibiaMaxima…

　　Peg:(interruptedhimandsmiledcoldly)Ahyes,thebonesmugglers.Ireadaboutthepoliceraid,wheretheyfoundthestolendinosaurfossils…

　　BrianFirth:(AnembarrassedsmileslowlyfilledhisfacewhilePaulTaylorturnedredwithanger)Eh,actually,wearerunningacompletelydifferentoperation,strictlylegal.

　　Peg:(smiledmorecoldly)Legal?Whatafa-a-ascinatingidea!Buthow?

　　BrianFirth:I’msohappyyouasked.(reachedintothebreastpocketofhisexpensivelinensuit)Here’smycard.WewerejusttryingtopersuadeProfessorDeLeontosupplyuswithafewpieces…

　　PaulTaylor:(slowlyrelaxinghisangryface)We’rewillingtopaytopdollars,ofcourse.

　　Raf:(sighedandshookhishead)Youwantmetosellmycountry’snationaltreasure

　　toprivatecollectors,sotheycandecoratetheirfancylivingroom.Gentlemen,

　　asIhavetoldyoubefore,youandIarenotonthesamesideofthefence.I

　　onlyworkwithmuseumsandpeoplewhoseektoeducatethepublic.

　　PaulTaylor:Afinespeech,Professor,butIknowyouarerunningoutofmoney…

　　Raf:Moneyisofnoconcerntome.Onlyscienceismygoal.

　　BrianFirth:We’llpayyouenoughtocoversixmonth’sdigging.You’llbeabletoliveinstyleandbuildarealresearchstation…

　　Peg:Comeon,Raf.(Shecrumpledthebusinesscardandtosseditonthefloor.)Wedon’thavetolistentothis