ss. Let _me_ arrange everything. Here's
my card--Heinrich Schercl, 41 Golden Square.
ROSALINE.
(_Aside to_ HENRICH SCHERCL). Look here, what am I to have for this.
HENRICH SCHERCL.
(_Aside to_ ROSALINE). For what?
ROSALINE.
(_Aside to_ HENRICH SCHERCL). I can queer your pitch.
HENRICH SCHERCL.
(_Aside to_ ROSALINE). We will talk later--we will talk later. Don't
bother me!
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
My dear Mr. Schercl, I am delighted to have met you. You are quite
confident you can _fill_ my galleries?
HENRICH SCHERCL.
With genuine works of art. (_Aside_.) Poor Gamboge died last week; I am
sure he hasn't sold more than three pictures during the last ten
years--I can get the lot cheap. Only there must be 200 at least. What
with all the other stony devils I can lay hands on, I'll soon decorate
the old josser's walls.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
Well then, I shall wait no longer--there is no need now. I shall call
upon you, and settle our business together. Good-bye, miss, for the
present. This is your daughter, I suppose?
HENRICH SCHERCL.
Eh--oh, yes, my youngest--my ewe lamb.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
I congratulate you. She is worthy to be a Princess.
ROSALINE (_aside_).
This man's a flyer! I thought he was a mild young mug, but he fairly
takes the merry little bun!
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
Good day, sir. My time in London is short. If I cannot call upon you, I
will ask you to come to me at Claridge's.
HENRICH SCHERCL.
Charmed, your Royal Highness. I shall be entirely at your disposition.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
That is well.
(_Exit R_. SCHERCL _and_ ROSALINE _salaam_).
HENRICH SCHERCL.
(_Skipping with ecstasy_). Jampagne! Little girl, I will stand you
jampagne to zelebrate the deal.
ROSALINE.
Good biz! (_Opens L.D. and calls_). Here Mary, Matilda, Susan, or
whatever your name is, you're wanted.
HENRICH SCHERCL.
And you are a very charming girl, that is a fact. (_Lighting a
cigarette_). I think I must give you a sovereign, yes?
ROSALINE.
I don't mind if I do. (_Taking cigarette from his case_). A
"sovereign?" What are you talking about? My commission on this is a
tenner--and I'm cheap at that!
(_Enter_ SARAH ANN _L_.)
HENRICH SCHERCL.
(_Giving her money_). Fetch me a bottle of jampagne, and bring two
glasses, eh?
SARAH ANN.
Yessir.
ROSALINE.
And look slippy. Go on, I'm parched. Mind, the _best_ champagne. (_To_
HENRICH SCHERCL.) Got a light?
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