exits through the archway. There is a brief pause.]
Philip—It begins at seven, but it doesn't matter.
Adele—Leave that stuff, Philip, and run along to your opera.
Philip—Oh, it's all the same to me now. I've been to Lohengrin sixteen times and was late every time. To-night I'll be late for the seventeenth time.
Adele—Leave that, then, and go, why don't you?
Philip—Oh, I might as well be an hour late now. I know all of Lohengrin by heart. The only reason I accept tickets for it any more is because I've never succeeded in seeing the beginning. The part where the swan comes on the stage, pulling Lohengrin in a boat. I'd like to see that just once. But it's too late now. The swan's all through by this time, and has gone home for his supper. [Continues to fold and put away the materials.]
Adele—My husband will clear that away. Don't be so obstinate.
Philip—You seem very eager to get rid of me to-night.
Adele—I don't know what makes you think that.
Philip—Just things I've noticed.
Adele—What have you noticed?
Philip—Maybe I had better keep my mouth shut.
Adele—That's always a good idea. And yet, as long as you mentioned it
