on the day that . . . of my own free will . . . I entered it. On the desk in my boudoir . . . he said . . . I would find a telegram already written and addressed. It consists of a single word, "Come." . . . Twenty-eight hours after I send that telegram he will knock on my door. . . . So far . . . that is all that's happened. . . . Tactful of him, wasn't it?
Juhasz—Very.
Paula—That was ten days ago.
Juhasz—Yes?
Paula—[More and more nervously.] I haven't sent the telegram yet. [There is a pause.]
Juhasz—[More and more calmly.] I can imagine how eagerly he must be awaiting it.
Paula—He said he would wait fourteen days. I have four days left. . . .
Juhasz—From what you ordered here, I observe
Paula—[Sharply.] I haven't sent the telegram yet. [A pause.]
Juhasz—One needs time for everything.
Paula—I have four days left. [Nervously.] And as the last day draws nearer . . . I have been wondering . . . because you have always been so good to me . . . what you would think about it.
Juhasz—I should consider it very clever of you.
Paula—Are you advising me to do it?
Juhasz—I am reconciling myself to the idea.
