Valet (enters from the adjoining room with another armful of clothes). It's the last lot. Sir. (Distributes them among the various trunks which he then closes.)
Gerardo. Very well.—I am at home to no one!
Valet. I know. Sir.
Gerardo. To no one, I say!
Valet. You may depend on me, Sir. (Handing him the trunk keys.) Here are the keys, Mr. Gerardo.
Gerardo (putting the keys in his pocket). To no one!
Valet. The trunks will be taken down at once. (Starts to leave the room.)
Gerardo. Wait a moment ...
Valet (returning). Yes, Sir?
Gerardo (gives him a tip). What I said was: to no one!