C. (with a courtly air). Count Henri de Fripon, madame. Here is my card. (Passes it.)
Mrs. J. (bows, while a pleased smile overspreads her face). And when would you like to come?
C. I shall come to you next Monday, in the morning. I have the honor to wish you good day, madame; bon jour, mademoiselle.
(Exit, L., with low bow.)
Mrs. J. That’s a boarder after my own mind. He never inquired the terms, and will be ready to pay when the bill is presented. I wish we might secure others of the same kind.
A. And he’s one of the nobility, too. His presence will give quite a distinguished air to the house.
Mrs. J. Yes; he’s quite an acquisition. (Bell rings.) Besides, who knows but—(Enter Miss Trist, L.)
Miss Trist. Good mornin’, ma’am. Good mornin’, miss. (Mrs. J. and A. both bow.) I’ve come to see about gettin’ boarded.
Mrs. J. I think we can accommodate you. What kind of a room would you like?
Miss T. It don’t make no sort o’ difference to me. I only want a shelter. ’Taint likely I shall be spared long to need one.