answer: #Person1# and #Person2#'s things are stolen. #Person2# tries to cheer #Person1# up, but #Person1# keeps in a low mood.
documents: #Person1#: Now I'm sure we'll never get all our things back. They're so clever these criminals. What's the point of collecting beautiful things for other people to steal?
  #Person2#: I only wish it were this time yesterday.
  #Person1#: Think how happy we were. Now this. Things always go wrong.
  #Person2#: Perhaps we ought to get dressed and have breakfast. We'd feel better.
  #Person1#: I don't feel like breakfast. I don't feel like anything. Why are we so unlucky? It's as if there were a jinx on us.
  #Person2#: Perhaps I'd better ring the police. . .
  #Person1#: Yes. Of course. But what good will it do? That man's miles away from here by now. In our car.