Randolph
One never pays too high for what one wants.
Sabine
Not at the time.
(They look at each other: Sabine slowly gathers the papers together and glances towards Randolph who is coolly staring before him. There is a quiet pause. Then Sabine opens the library door and casually steps back.)
Your daughter. (Calmly to Paula) Your father is here, Miss Randolph.
(Paula enters with a book in hand. She is twenty-three and charming, with a sweet innocent air which suggests a hedged-in life. She is dressed in a simple tea-gown and her manner throughout is calm and unsophisticated.)
Paula
Good evening, Mr. Sabine.
Randolph