MIZZIE
I am thirty-seven.—No, don't look at me with any pity. There is no cause for that. None whatever.
LOLO (apparently relieved)
I have heard some whispers. Countess—of course, I didn't believe anything. But I thank heaven it was true. (They shake hands)
MIZZIE
I should like to congratulate your fiancé right now, if you'll permit me.
LOLO
That's too sweet of you—but what about the Count—perhaps he wouldn't like...?
MIZZIE
My dear, I have always been accustomed to do as I pleased. (They go together toward the entrance)