Carolina. Florencio, for heaven's sake, you must! You must control yourself.
Zurita. Yes, do control yourself. You must.
Florencio. I am controlling myself.
Zurita. If there is nothing further that I can do....
Carolina. No, thank you, Zurita. I am awfully obliged to you. Now that I know what I am to wear, the situation does not seem half so embarrassing.
Zurita. I understand. A woman's position is never so embarrassing as when she is hesitating as to what to put on.
Carolina. Until to-morrow then?
Zurita. Don Florencio!
Florencio. Thank you again for your charming article. It was admirable! Admirable!
[Zurita retires.]