Mrs. Pampinelli. Is just about to make his exit. [He crosses above the piano and stands waiting at the right door. He’s a bald-headed youth, between thirty and thirty-five, in dinner clothes, excessively well-groomed but utterly nondescript.] And Mrs. Arlington is putting on the deadlatch. [Florence straightens up.] All ready, now? [She holds up her hands for a second, then claps them once.] All right. [Twiller goes out through the right door and Mrs. Pampinelli moves over towards the right, watching Florence.]
Florence. [Pretending to put on a deadlatch] Deadlatch.
Spindler. [Standing in rigid military fashion] Click—click. [Florence turns and starts across towards the middle of the room, passing between the piano and the table below it.]
Florence. [Glancing toward the center-door] You can come out now, Clyde, they’ve gone. [She continues to the table at the left and stands resting one hand upon it.]
Hossefrosse. [Bustling forward from the center-door, removing his hat as he comes] Anybody here, David? [Spindler whistles shrilly, takes a step forward and tries to attract Hossefrosse’s attention, by holding up his right arm and flicking his fingers at him. Teddy laughs and turns to tell Twiller, who is just rejoining him from the right hallway, what has happened. Florence turns and looks at Hossefrosse, then at Mrs. Pampinelli, who is standing at the right of the table below the piano. Mrs. Ritter gets up and simply staggers laughing through the center-door and out to Teddy and Twiller.]
Florence. [Speaking to Mrs. Pampinelli] That isn’t right, is it?
Mrs. Pampinelli. [Turning to Spindler at her right and holding up her hand] Please don’t whistle, Mr. Spindler! I can’t stand whistling.
Florence. I thought we were going to take the last scene first.
Mrs. Pampinelli and Mrs. Fell, together.
Mrs. Pampinelli. [Moving around in front of the table and going near to Hossefrosse] We are taking the last scene first, Mr. Hossefrosse, that is the first scene.
Mrs. Fell. [Holding up her hand] Wait a moment, wait one moment, just one moment, somebody’s off the track! [Twiller and Teddy laugh again and Hossefrosse turns and looks at them. Twiller shakes his head, flips his hand at him and walks away into the right hallway, as though deploring his stupidity. Ritter begins to laugh.]