Philip and Juhasz—[Simultaneously.] Good day.
Paula—That settles her. And there are a few more like her I mean to attend to. [There is a pause.]
Oscar—[Comes through the archway, a letter in his hand.] Those waterproof coats haven't been ordered yet, Miss Paula. Shall I write and order some? [He puts the letter down on the desk before her.]
Paula—Oscar . . . I hope you understand that . . .
Oscar—[Grinning.] I understand. I can take my hat and go. [Takes his cap out of his pocket.]
Paula—You guessed it.
Oscar—Good-bye. Good-bye, everybody. [Makes a deep tow to each in turn.]
Juhasz—Take a dozen pair of socks before you go.
Oscar—[Jovially; taps his pocket.] I have.
Juhasz—Take two dozen.
Oscar—I took three. Good-bye, Miss Paula. [He exits to the street.]
Paula—[Calls sharply.] Philip! [Philip has been leaning resignedly against the shelves at back. Now he straightens up with a start, silently takes his hat and stick.] No. You aren't dismissed.
