Sure, Mitteldorf! Come right in!
[She opens the door.
MITTELDORF
[Enters. He has an overcoat over his shabby uniform. His face has a Mephistophelian cast. His nose betrays an alcoholic colouring. His demeanour is gentle, almost timid. His speech is slow and dragging and unaccompanied by any change in expression.] Good evenin', Mrs. Wolff.
MRS. WOLFF
I guess you mean to say: Good night!
MITTELDORF
I was around here once before a while ago. First I thought I saw a light, an' then, all of a sudden, it was dark again. Nobody didn't answer me neither. But this time there was a light an' no mistake; an' so I came back once more.
MRS. WOLFF
Well, what have you got for me now, Mitteldorf?