Fabry. You really think that today—?
Domin. I don’t know. (He crosses to L.C. table) Aren’t the flowers fine?
Hallemeier. (Fondles flowers) These are my primroses. And this is my new jasmine. I’ve discovered a wonderful way of developing flowers quickly. Splendid varieties, too. Next year I’ll be developing marvelous ones.
Domin. What next year?
Fabry. I’d give a good deal to know what’s happening at Havre with—
Helena. (Off R.) Nana.
Domin. Keep quiet. She’s awake. Out you go. (All go out on tiptoe through L.2 door. Enter Nana L.1)
Helena. (Calling from R.) Nana?
Nana. Horrid mess! Pack of heathens. If I had my say, I’d—