Can't you get hold of some one else who will do just as well?
Perhaps you would stay here and—and write in the ledger?
[Measures him with a glance.] Yes, I daresay! No, thank you—nothing of that sort for me.
[She again strolls across the room, and sits down on the
rocking-chair. SOLNESS too goes to the table.
[Continuing.] For there must surely be plenty of other thing to be done here. [Looks smilingly at him.] Don't you think so, too?
Of course. First of all, I suppose, you want to make a round of the shops, and get yourself up in the height of fashion.
[Amused.] No, I think I shall let that alone!
Indeed?
For you must know I have run through all my money.
[Laughs.] Neither trunk nor money, then?