JUHASZ—[_Rises._] Not at all. It’s I who am obliged.
PAULA—[_Meets his eyes steadily._] Why do you look at me so strangely?
JUHASZ—[_Looks down at his list._] I’m pleased to see how clever you have
been.... Butler, motor car, private dwelling, white gloves. I didn’t
know....
PAULA—You didn’t know?
JUHASZ—No.