Marg. Clem, please!
Clem. Well, well. We'll see. [Continues reading.] Badegast fifteen to one—
Marg. Badegast? There isn't a ghost of a show for him!
Clem. Where did you get that information?
Marg. Szigrati himself gave me a tip.
Clem. Where—and when?
Marg. Oh, this morning in the Fredenau, while you were talking with Milner.
Clem. Now, look here; Szigrati isn't fit company for you.
Marg. Jealous?
Clem. Not at all. Moreover, let it be understood that from now on I shall introduce you everywhere as my fiancée. [Margaret kisses him.]