Husband
No … waiter … will ever come in … here…
Miss
(Leaning with closed eyes in the corner of the sofa)
Husband
(Pacing up and down the little room, after having lighted a cigarette)
(Long silence)
Husband
(Looking for a long time at the girl; speaking to himself) Who knows what sort of a person she really is—Confound it … so quickly … that wasn’t very cautious of me … hm-m…