that. [The Count comes down right. Adolf exits through the archway.] He is always trying to close the door in my face. [Looks at them wonderingly.] What's the matter? You look so cheerful, Juhasz.
Juhasz—Excellency. . . . I don't know how to tell you. [Paula is about to go.] Don't go, Miss Paula.
Paula—I only wanted to see whether the cap has arrived for his excellency.
Count—Thank you, Paula.
Paula—Not at all, your excellency. [She exits through the archway.]
Count—Well, what is it? Things going wrong after all?
Juhasz—Not exactly wrong, excellency. I suppose everything that happens is for the best. But just a while ago your excellency was kind enough to repeat what you had often said before. . . . [Pushes a stool toward him.] Please sit down.
Count—[Sits.] Well?
Juhasz—That desk at Gerelypuszta . . . which . . . was always open to me.
Count—Yes, yes. What of it?
Juhasz—Well, I'd like to go back to that desk.
Count—How's that? In the last ten minutes you've. . . .
Juhasz—In the last ten minutes.
