[Exit reluctantly.
LAURA. [Half to herself and half to ELFIE.] She's taking advantage of your being here. [Standing near door.
ELFIE. How?
LAURA. She wants money—three weeks' room-rent. I presume she thought you'd give it to me.
ELFIE. Huh! [Moves to left.
LAURA. [Crossing to table.] Elfie, I've been a little cross; I didn't mean it.
ELFIE. Well?
LAURA. Could—could you lend me thirty-five dollars until I get to work?
ELFIE. Me?
LAURA. Yes.