PAUL: I wonder what she meant by that?
PHIL: (Rushing on.) I've taken out your things. Now, may I eat?
(Persian servant enters in haste.)
SERVANT: Oh please, sir, the Sheik has drunk three cocktails, and Mrs. Schuyler says he is disgusting. Quick, get someone to take him home.
PAUL: Phil—do you hear? The Sheik's disgusting—take him home.
(Servants exit.)
PHIL: (As he exits.) Is there any little thing I can do for you?
PAUL: Not just now. (PHIL exits.) The melody of that song haunts me. (He starts to hum it.) (PHIL enters with SHEIK on his shoulders—struggles to get him off. Finally exits with him. As he exits, MRS. SCHUYLER enters first arch.)
MRS. SCHUYLER: I hope he gets the old fool home, all right. (Sees PAUL.) Oho—it looks good to mother. (Business of humming same song.)
PAUL: (Turning and seeing her, with great surprise.) Agnes!
MRS. SCHUYLER: (Startled.) Mercy, where was I Agnes?
PAUL: (Crosses to MRS. SCHUYLER.) Have you forgotten—the summer
I met you in Niagara Falls?