Rosen. I?—Shall I write here? (Goes to the desk.)
Leonarda. Yes. (He takes up a pen.) Ah, I know what it is! As soon as you get home, you will write another letter recalling this one.
Rosen. Yes, naturally.
Leonarda. Ha, ha, ha! (Sits down.) Well, I give you up!
Rosen. Thank you!—Then will you try one of my cigarettes?
Leonarda. No.
Rosen. Nor come for a ride?
Leonarda. No.
Rosen. Am I to come here this evening?
Leonarda. I shall be engaged.