[She takes something out of her purse.] What opera are they singing to-night?
Philip—[Resentfully.] Lohengrin.
Paula—You go off at six to-night . . . and take this with my compliments.
Philip—[Looks at the ticket; joyfully.] Parquet . . . eighth row.
Paula—It was the best I could get.
Juhasz—[Beaming.] Philip, you'll see the swan to-night. [The Thorough Young Lady enters from the street.]
Thorough Young Lady—I knew I'd forget something. . . . I forgot to tell you that I don't want a period after each initial of the monograms on those handkerchiefs. . . . Just the letters without the periods.
Paula—[Graciously.] Certainly, madame. We never have periods embroidered unless they are specially ordered.
Philip—[Who has gone behind his counter.] I'll make a note of it, madame, to be quite sure.
Paula—Is there anything else you would like to-day? [Comes around to the table.] Are you interested in these girdles with antique silver buckles? They are just in from Paris. [She holds one up.]
Thorough Young Lady—May I see?
Paula—There are only a few, as you see, and they are selling very fast. So if you'd like one
