JANET. So they've put a telephone in your room?
CARVE. Telephone in every room.
JANET. (Going to telephone.) Can I telephone for you? I never have
telephoned, and I should like to. How do you do it?
CARVE. Just take that thing off the hook and talk into it. (JANET
gingerly obeys.) It won't explode.
JANET. What am I to say?
CARVE. Tell them to send me up the daily papers at once.
JANET. All?
CARVE. Yes.
JANET. But will they?
CARVE. Certainly.
JANET. (Into telephone.) Please will you send up all the daily papers
at once.
CARVE. Thanks very much. Now you can hang it up again.
JANET. So this is the Grand Babylon Hotel? Well it's a queer place.
(Her eyes rove round the room.)
CARVE. What are you looking for?
JANET. To speak plainly, I was looking for the bed. I must say I was
rather surprised when the young man at the desk said I was to go up to
your room.... But really, every thing's so nicely arranged.... I suppose
it's one of those folding beds that turn into bookcases and things?
CARVE.
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