GERDA. Where did you get it? [Pause.
LOUISE appears in the door to the pantry with a bill in her hand.
MASTER. [Turning toward her] Is it a bill?
GERDA rises and begins to pull on her gloves with such violence that buttons are scattered right and left.
MASTER. [Taking out the money] Eighteen-seventy-two. That's just right.
LOUISE. I should like to see you a moment, sir.
MASTER. [Rises and goes to the door, where LOUISE whispers something into his ear] Oh, mercy——
LOUISE goes out.
MASTER. I am sorry for you, Gerda!
GERDA. What do you mean? That I am jealous of your servant-girl?