Van Elst [angrily]. I told you that my name is Van der Elst, attorney-at-law.
Louise [smiling vapidly]. Have you any bonbons with you?
Van Elst. What sort of a question is that, madam? You're not listening to me. [He gets up angrily, about to collect his effects prior to leaving.]
Louise. Are you leaving me so soon? If I were you, I wouldn't leave.
[Van Elst walks back and forth in annoyance, muttering all the while.]
Louise. What are you muttering about? Come here and sit by my side. Last week I received flowers from an old gentleman, an old gentleman. At least that is what the girl said. He sent them for my shoulders, mind you. You see, he had seen my shoulders. Please sit down. That's why he sent me flowers—[extending her hand] and this ring came with them. Look! [Van der Elst has taken a seat. She thrusts her hand before his face.] It's the thin one.
Van Elst. Madam, I didn't come for this frivolity.
Louise. What would you give if you could kiss me?
[Van Elst coughs and fumbles with his handkerchief.]
Louise. Do you know what I suspect? I suspect that you are the old gentleman in question.