live in luxury . . . well . . . here is money. Take it. [Forces it into her hand.] There! Close your hand. . . . Spend it . . . while it lasts . . . and then . . . if you still want to go on living that way . . . it will be easy to get more money . . . too easy for a pretty girl like you. . . . But if you change your mind, Paula, if you change your mind, you can turn back . . . back to this ordinary life. . . . But if you took the Count's money, there could be no turning back. . . . Don't you see?. . . For when a girl's honor is gone . . . she can't turn back. . . . And you will want to turn back. . . . I am certain of that. . . . I know you, Paula. . . . You will want to turn back.
Paula—[Deeply moved.] You would do this for me? You would give me everything you possess . . . and ask nothing in return?
Juhasz—[Throwing it off, with a whimsical smile.] Everything I possess? So it is. Let the Count do as much for you if he's such a cavalier. [Paula offers him the money, mutely.] No. We are going now . . . we shall both make the noon train to Budapest. . . . You will not stay here with the Count. . . . I see it in your eyes . . . in your tears. . . . You are saved, little Paula, . . . saved from your own folly. [He has moved very close to her and has one hand on her shoulder when the Count
