Aristocratic Lady—If I remember rightly, Mr. Juhasz, I saw some of this on Countess Hohensperg at Tatralomnicz.
Juhasz—That may be. I must look it up in the book. [To Adele.] Tell me, dear. [Shows her the material.] Is this the same Agreable we sold to the Countess Hohensperg a few months ago?
Adele—It may be. I am not sure.
Oscar—[To the Unassuming Lady.] Excuse me, madame. [Loudly to Juhasz.] Yes, the Countess Hohensperg got some of that. . . .
Aristocratic Lady—I thought so.
Oscar—Yes, madame, this Chatterton Agreable comes in twelve different colors. The countess took five.
Aristocratic Lady—Then, of course, I can't consider it. I am really sorry to give you so much trouble, Mr. Juhasz.
Juhasz—But it is no trouble at all.
Aristocratic Lady—You are perfectly charming, Mr. Juhasz. Just as if you had been born to cater to the caprices of women. You never lose patience
Juhasz—[Clearing away the materials.] But that's what we are here for, madame.
Aristocratic Lady—[Rummaging through the materials.] This is nice, but it isn't becoming to me. This is for a bigger woman . . . this for a
