- Jean Hamilton: Constable Crabtree.
- Constable George Crabtree: Ah, Miss Hamilton, what a... surprise. Can I help you?
- Jean Hamilton: I certainly hope so. The constabulary must shut that place down immediately.
- Constable George Crabtree: What place is this?
- Jean Hamilton: They call it "The Blind Pig," but a den of iniquity is what it is. They play the devil's music, and couples dance in a most unseemly manner.
- Constable George Crabtree: Unseemly?
- Jean Hamilton: I haven't seen it with my own eyes, thank the Lord. But I have it on good report that men and women are... touching - in public!
- Constable George Crabtree: Well, Miss Hamilton, it's dancing; there's going to be some degree...
- Jean Hamilton: [interrupting him] But it's the way they do it.
- Constable George Crabtree: I see.
- Jean Hamilton: I hardly dare imagine what else goes on in that place. Licentious music breeds all manner of vice. It must be stopped before the whole city is infected.