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 anything myself. No. And let those letters go for to-night. I can't have you ruining your eyes.

—As if you hadn't troubles enough of your own without worrying about my eyes.

—Troubles? Well

—I can imagine how you must feel.

—Yes, here I stand like a tree in the park that is only good for lovers to meet under

—And then go away.

—But first they cut their names in it with a sharp knife. [, carrying his long pole, comes through the archway.] What's the matter?

—It's eight o'clock, Mr. Juhasz.

—[Still a bit absently.] Yes, you can really close up now, Adolf. [ goes out, pulls the grating half way down.]

—[His voice is heard from the street.] Here, here, here! Are you trying to lock me out again? [''He dodges under the grating and enters. He is wearing a motor coat and cap. , pole in hand, follows him in, grinning.''] Tell me, my friend, do you do that on purpose? [ only grins.] Whenever I try to get in you come along with that big stick and pull the grating down. You don't like me, what? ['s grin is broader.] Here! [Gives him money.] Here is something for you. Try to like me better. [''Adolf tries to kiss his hand. The waves him off.''] Never mind