JUHASZ—[_Takes her by the hand._] No, Paula, you will stay here, please.
PHILIP—[_Reading the notice._] The Deutsche Bank ... Oscar Mezei ...
fifty-one thousand kronen [_in great astonishment._] I can’t understand
this at all.... He had so little to show when they put him in bankruptcy
that he was lucky not to be sent to prison ... and since then he has
been wandering around Budapest in shabby clothes, borrowing a krone from
anybody who’d lend him.... Why, I lent him two myself the day before
yesterday. [_There is a pause._] Did this money really arrive?
JUHASZ—[_Has not taken his eyes off PAULA._] Yes.
PHILIP—I can’t make that out at all.
PAULA—You had to find out sooner or later, Mr. Juhasz.... The money
didn’t come from Oscar Mezei.... It didn’t come from Berlin.
JUHASZ—Where _did_ it come from?
PAULA—His excellency wanted to help you.... He sent you the money ... and
had those bank notices written here.
JUHASZ—Written here?