I? Never!
[At chair up in alcove.
KARL
Oh, then it is the natural perfume of your hair.
[She looks at him reproachfully.
Pardon me: I stood too near.
[Looks at her in silence. She crosses back of large chair to couch L., and sits facing audience.
OLGA, nervously, turns her head to him
What is it?
KARL, leaning against big chair, looking at her dress