[Juhasz begins to replace the boxes on the shelves down right. Paula enters from the street. She is very beautifully dressed.]
Paula—Good morning. [She comes slowly down to Juhasz. Philip looks up, stares at her in blank amazement.]
Juhasz—[Pauses in the act of lifting a big box.] Good morning. [There is a pause.]
Thorough Young Lady—And now let us go over them once more to see if they are all here. How many should there be?
Philip—[Confused.] Just as you say.
Thorough Young Lady—How many?
Philip—Oh! How many? Forty-eight.
Thorough Young Lady—Let us count them over. [They count.]
Paula—[Extends her hand to Juhasz.] How are you, Mr. Juhasz?
Juhasz—[Puts down the box.] Thank you . . . very well. [Extends his hand to her over the counter.]Won't you sit down?
Paula—[After a pause.] I can hardly believe it is only two weeks since I saw you.
Juhasz—That's not a very long time.
Paula—No. [She looks at him.] I've come . . . I've come to buy a few things.
Juhasz—How odd!
Paula—Odd?
