KARL
If you were not such a dear little nuisance— [Reaches up and draws her down to him. —I would have done with you a long time ago.
[Kisses her.
And now, run away, little girl: go home.
MIMI
Don't you want me tomorrow? or the day after tomorrow?
KARL
No.
MIMI, crossing to him at couch
You will never have me pose any more for you at all?