Friedrich: Much. Oh, very much. (He also sits down.) But—you are not well to-day?
Rita: Not well? What makes you say so?
Friedrich: Yes, the maid told me so.
Rita: The maid—she is a useful person. That makes me think. You certainly expect to stay here some time, do you not?
Friedrich: With your permission. I have much to tell you.
Rita: I thought so. (Calling loudly) Bertha! Bertha! Do you suppose one could get an electric bell repaired here? Impossible.
Bertha (enters): My lady?
Rita: Bertha, when the Count comes—now I am really sick.
Bertha (nods): Very well. (She leaves.)