COUNT (enters from the right; he is an elderly man with gray mustaches, but must still be counted decidedly good-looking; his bearing and manners indicate the retired officer; he wears a riding suit and carries a crop)
VALET (entering behind the Count)
At what time does Your Grace desire to have dinner to-day?
COUNT (who speaks with the laconism affected by his former colleagues, and who, at that particular moment, is engaged in lighting a huge cigar) At two.
VALET
And when is the carriage to be ready, Your Grace?
MIZZIE[1 ] (appearing on the balcony with a palette and a bunch of brushes in one hand, calls down to her father) Good morning, papa.
COUNT
Morning, Mizzie.
MIZZIE