LADY. Quick!
STRANGER. Won't you come with me?
LADY. Yes. But then I must go first. (She turns and blows a kiss towards the verandah.) My poor werewolf!
[The STRANGER enters followed by the LADY. A WAITER.]
STRANGER (who is carrying a suitcase). Is no other room free?
WAITER. No.
STRANGER. I don't want this one.
LADY. But it's the only one: the other hotels are all full.
STRANGER (to the WAITER). You can go. (The LADY sinks on to a chair without taking off her hat and coat.) What is it you want?
LADY. I wish you'd kill me.