Juhasz—What's that? What did Mr. Geiringer find out?
Philip—That Oscar had gone into bankruptcy . . . then he went straight to the lawyer for your creditors.
Juhasz—[Excitedly.] Slowly, please. You say that Oscar went bankrupt in Berlin?
Philip—Yes. Didn't you know it?
Juhasz—[Looking at Paula.] No.
Philip—I'm sorry to have been the first to tell you . . . but everyone in the city knows it.
Juhasz—You are quite sure?
Philip—Well, his wife has been back in Budapest, living with her mother, for the past two weeks. . . . And I see Oscar every day.
Juhasz—Are they divorced?
Philip—No, but they are so hard up that they have to live at her mother's house.
Juhasz—If that's so, there has been a terrible mistake somewhere. [He looks again at Paula; takes out the receipt, crosses to Philip.] Read this.
Paula—I'll leave you alone. [She starts for the door.]
Juhasz—[Takes her by the hand.] No, Paula, you will stay here, please.
Philip—[Reading the notice.] The Deutsche Bank . . . Oscar Mezei . . . fifty-one thousand
