Philip—[Sees her to the door.] Good day, madame.
Paula—[Echoes his salutation, very loudly.] Good day! [Philip gives her a disdainful glance and returns to the back counter where he begins to clear away.]
Patient Lady—One is prettier than the other. . . . Oh, well, send the three of them. Three times forty . . . [takes out money] makes one hundred and twenty.
Juhasz—[Uneasily.] One hundred and twenty.
Patient Lady—[With a glance at Paula.] Do I pay the cashier?
Juhasz—[Very uncomfortable.] Perhaps . . . it's all the same . . . you had better pay me.
Patient Lady—[Puts the money down.] One hundred and twenty.
Juhasz—One hundred and twenty. Thank you, madame. [Puts the money in his pocket.] They will be delivered this afternoon.
Patient Lady—Thank you. Good day. [Goes to the door.] Juhasz—Good day, madame.
Philip—[Holds the door open for her.] Good day.
Paula—[Emphatically, with a bow.] Good day! [The Patient Lady exits.]
Philip—[To Paula, with an inflection of con-
