[The Vain Woman saunters past the Former Poor Man, stops near him, posing, and begins to put on her gloves. He looks at her admiringly, then, getting to his feet, makes an elaborate but awkward bow.
FORMER POOR MAN. Excuse me, lady, but I've had a big piece of luck to-day, and I want to celebrate, so I am having a big dinner. Won't you join me and help me have a good time?
VAIN WOMAN. [Looking at him blankly, and trying to fathom what he has said.] Oh—why, what did you say?
FORMER POOR MAN. [Hesitating, and a bit surprised.] Why—er—I said that I had a big piece of luck to-day, and I am going to celebrate. I am having a fine dinner, and I just asked if—if—you wouldn't have dinner with me.
VAIN WOMAN. [Still looking blank and a little confused, then smiling archly and acting as though she had been hearing compliments, she speaks affectedly.] Really, do you think so? [Looking down and smoothing her dress.] But, then, every one tells me that I am.
FORMER POOR MAN. [Puzzled, turns to Imp for help.] Just what is her trouble, Nut?
IMP. [Secretly gleeful.] She is stone-deaf. You had better write it.
FORMER POOR MAN. Never! No deaf ones for me.
[Turns away and consults menu again. Vain Woman poses and frequently looks in hand-glass to reassure herself.
[Former Rich Citizen re-enters from the changing-room. He is dressed in shabby overalls, jumper, and an old hat. He has a pipe in his mouth. He walks arrogantly over to the Former Poor Man and addresses him.