Rodney. (Enthusiastically) I’ll never forget it. I tell you, old friends do count. Thanks, thanks.
Smith. (Embarrassed) That’s all right—don’t thank me. Good-night, Miss Grayson, and I hope you’ll be very happy.
Mary. Good-night.
Rodney. Good-night. Good-night. (Smith exits door upper L. At door, calling after him) Oh, Mr. Smith, have you your car with you?
Smith. (Off-stage) Yes.
Rodney. Well, tell the chauffeur to drive slow and careful. (Rodney grabs Mary by her two hands and dances around excitedly) Ten thousand—and he lent it to me. Oh, isn’t it great? (He kisses her) Wait till I tell Peale. (Exit door R.)
Countess. (Off-stage, to Rodney) Oh, Monsieur, c’est une affaire magnifique. (She enters, followed by Marie—to Marie) Je vous remercie, Marie, de ce que vous avez fait. Ah, les Américains ce sont des gens d’affaires superbes mais les dames—oh, là, là, qu’elles se fichent au diable! (Exits door upper L.)
Mary. (To Marie) What did she say?
Marie. She said the American men are splendid but the women were crazy and they could all go to hell. (Exits door upper L.)
Mary. Oh! (She goes over and knocks three times at door L.)