hard. [There is a pause.] And what is it you wish, Miss Paula?
Paula—[Sits, consults her list.] You used to have some very fine French pajamas for ladies. How well I remember them! They are a hundred kronen the pair, aren't they?
Juhasz—Yes.
Paula—How many have you left?
Juhasz—I still have them all. Eight pair.
Paula—I'll take them all.
Juhasz—[Astounded.] You?
Paula—Yes, please. And to save time won't you get your pencil and take down my whole order? I want it sent . . . with the bill, as soon as possible, please. I shall be in town only a few days more. The address is 128 Andrassy Street.
Juhasz—[Writes.] What apartment?
Paula—The whole second floor.
Juhasz—[Writes, greatly bewildered.] Eight pajamas. Whole second floor.
Paula—[Reads from her list.] Twenty-four white neckties.
Juhasz—For yourself?
Paula—No, for my butler. I like him to wear a fresh tie every day.
Juhasz—[Writes; his voice trembles.] Twenty-four white ties for butler.
Paula—Twenty-four pair of white lisle gloves.
