Scene—The shop again. It is a sunny autumn morning. When the curtain rises Juhasz is escorting the Insignificant Lady to the door, which Philip holds open for her.
Unassuming Lady—[As she goes.] Thank you. I will telephone you on Wednesday about noon, and if the materials have arrived I will come in during the afternoon some time. Good day.
Juhasz—Good day, madame.
Philip—Good day.
Unassuming Lady—[To Philip]. Good day. [She exits. Philip closes the door. Juhasz returns to the counter down right and begins clearing away.]
Juhasz—[Gloomily.] This place gets more like a graveyard every day.
Philip—I don't see how you can say that, Mr. Juhasz. You've only been back two weeks, and in those two weeks you have done more business than you used to do in two months.
Juhasz—[Morosely.] Not enough to suit me.
Philip—It has become the fashion to buy here. Everybody in Budapest seems anxious to help you.
Juhasz—Because they are sorry for me. I don't want them to be sorry for me.
