text: Simon: Did you by any chance see Hanna's shawl last night?
  Edward: I saw her black shawl on one chair and I moved it to another chair next to it so that I didn't crease it when I sat down on your table to talk to Richard
  Simon: Only after that we never found it again.
  Edward: You checked the floor? Maybe it slipped off the chair.
  Simon: Yes it was nowhere to be found.
  Edward: Well, I certanly didn't take it.
  Simon: Are you sure? 
  Edward: Of course. I am not about to go around stealing vicar's wives' shawls. You can probably go to hell for that.
  Simon: I am not suggesting you took it intentionally. Maybe you took it by accident with another garment?
  Edward: If I want a kashmir shawl, vicar, I will go to he shop and buy it. It's not like they are in short supply.
  Simon: This one was a gft rom her mother, you see.
  Edward: Well I can check, but I am sure I don't have it.
  Simon: If you would.
  Edward: Ah. Yes, it appears it got caught on the button of my coat and I didn't notice it. How embarrassing.
  Simon: OK, the main think is, it's safe.
  Edward: I must have had a bit more to drink than I thought, last night. Frightfully sorry.
  Simon: Happens to all of us. It's not as embarrassing as one time when I was in theological seminary. A friend of mine had his fiancee staying, and she has left her bra on a seat where I had been sitting. It got caught on my trouser button and I walked off with it. Chris looked very suspicious, and I don't think our firendship ever quite recovered, but it was all quite innocent.
  Edward: Yes, I feel a lot better after hearing that. I am glad I didn't end up with Hanna's bra on my clothes, just the shawl.
  Simon: So am I, Edward, so am I. 
target: Edward took Hannah's shawl by accident last night.