DOMOKOS—Mr. Juhasz is spoiling all the men with that benevolence of his.
[_MATE enters at left. He is young; wears a white linen jacket which is
soiled and torn. Behind him SANTHA enters and crosses to right, where he
exits._]
COUNT—I am told you have been neglecting your work and going off on a
spree for days at a time.
MATE—I was home ... sick, excellency. And Mr. Juhasz....
DOMOKOS—You were seen in a beer garden in Budapest three different times.
COUNT—That will do, Mate. Wait out there until you are sent for. Mr.
Juhasz will attend to you.
MATE—Excellency, I give you my word—— [_SANTHA is seen crossing the
garden from right to left._]
COUNT—That will do, Mate. [_MATE exits at left. The COUNT rises._] Thank
you, Domokos. Let me have the rest of your report this afternoon.... I am
busy now. Leave that letter here. [_Rings._] Where is Juhasz?
DOMOKOS—I saw him down near the hothouses. I think he’s feeding the
pigeons.
COUNT—Naturally.