Enter KORB.
KORB (through the centre door with a package).
Where shall I put the account-books and the papers, Miss Adelaide?
ADELAIDE.
In my apartment. Tell me, dear Korb, did you find your room here in order?
KORB.
In the finest order. The servant has given me two wax candles; it is pure extravagance.
ADELAIDE.
You need not touch a pen for me this whole day. I want you to see the town and look up your acquaintances. You have acquaintances here, I suppose?