CARVE. (Protesting.) Painfully! Who told them that, I should like to
know?
JANET. Now shyness is a thing I simply can't understand. I'm never shy.
And you don't strike me as shy--far from it.
CARVE. It's very curious. I haven't felt a bit shy with you.
JANET. Nobody ever is shy with me.... (Ironically.) I must say I'd
give something to see you shy.
(Enter FATHER LOOE and HONORIA LOOE, announced by PAGE.)
LOOE. (Stopping near door, at a loss.) Pardon me--Mr. Shawn--Mr.
Albert Shawn?
CARVE. (Rising, perturbed.) Yes.
LOOE. This is your room?
CARVE. Yes.
LOOE. I'm afraid there's some mistake. I was given to understand that
you were the--er--valet of the late Mr. Ilam Carve.
HONORIA. Yes. Mr. Cyrus Carve told us----
JANET. (Coming to CARVE'S rescue as he remains speechless, very
calmly.) Now there's another trick of Mr. Cyrus Carve's! Valet indeed!
Mr. Shawn was Mr. Carve's secretary--and almost companion.
LOOE. Ten thousand apologies. Ten thousand apologies. I felt sure----
CARVE.
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