morning, Mr. Juhasz. I want to look at some nice neckties. To-morrow is my husband's birthday, and I want to get him some for a surprise.
Juhasz—Will you step this way, please?
Dissatisfied Lady—He told me exactly the kind he wanted, and said I could go as high as a hundred kronen.
Juhasz—I see. A real surprise.
Dissatisfied Lady—Yes.
Thorough Young Lady—No, no, no . . . not lilac.
Juhasz—Instead of buying ready-made ones, why not select your patterns and have them made up?
Philip—This is the newest color, Jerusalem blue.
Dissatisfied Lady—You are sure you could get them out for me in time.
Juhasz—Oh, yes. That would give you the choice of some very nice silks in restricted patterns.
Thorough Young Lady—This straw color is very attractive.
Dissatisfied Lady—I might look at them.
Juhasz—We never cut more than one tie of each pattern. Would you step in here? [He indicates the archway. The Nervous Gentleman enters.]
Philip—Good day, sir.
Nervous Gentleman—Good day.
