... Well, I'll say this--it's a
pleasure to nurse you. Now, will you go back to bed?
CARVE. I suppose coffee's on the menu?
JANET. Coffee?
CARVE. I think I should like some cafe au lait, and a roll.
JANET. (Rising.) You can have hot milk if you like.
CARVE. All right. And then when I've had it I'll go to bed.
JANET. (At telephone.) Are you there?
CARVE. (Picking up a sheet of paper from table.) Hello! What's this?
Hotel bill-receipted?
JANET. I should think so indeed! They sent it up the second day. (Into
telephone.) Hot milk, please, and let it be hot! (Hanging up
telephone. To CARVE.) I expect they were afraid for their money.
CARVE. And you paid it?
JANET. I took the money out of your pockets and I just paid it. I never
said a word. But if you hadn't been ill I should have said something. Of
all the swindles, of all the barefaced swindles!... Do you see what it's
costing you to live here--a day?
CARVE. Oh, not much above four pounds, I hope.
JANET. (Speechless at first.
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