Gerardo. Valet.

Valet (panting and breathless). Yes, Sir? Your orders?

Gerardo. Are you standing at the door downstairs?

Valet. Not at present. Sir.

Gerardo. I can see as much—simpleton! But you won't let anybody come up here, will you?

Valet. There were three ladies inquiring about you.

Gerardo. Don't you dare admit anybody, whatever they tell you.

Valet. Then there's another batch of letters.

Gerardo. Yes, never mind. (Valet puts letter on tray.) Don't you dare admit anybody!

Valet (at the door). Very well. Sir.

Gerardo. Not even, if they should offer you an annuity for life.

Valet. Very well, Sir. [Exit.]