Rosen. Yes. When the day comes that you are in need of anything, I will be serious.
Leonarda. And you propose to hang about here waiting, till I have some ill luck? You will have to wait a long time, I hope. (Goes to her desk.)
Rosen. I hope so too!—because meanwhile I shall be able to continue coming here.
Leonarda. Till you get your orders from America.
Rosen. Of course—till I get my orders from Sherman.
Leonarda. You have not had any orders, then?
Rosen. No.
Leonarda. It is beginning to look very suspicious. How long is it since I made you write to him?
Rosen. Oh, I am sure I forget.
Leonarda. It has just struck me—. I suppose you did write?