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MRS. STARCK. He isn't nude, is he?
AXEL. Of course.
CARL. A man? The devil!--No, I couldn't allow my wife to be mixed up with anything of that sort. Alone with a naked man!
AXEL. I see you still have prejudices, Carl.
CARL. Yes, you know--
MRS. STARCK. Fie!
DR. ?STERMARK. Yes, that's what I say, too.
AXEL. I can't deny that it, is not altogether to my taste, but as long as I must have a woman model--
MRS. STARCK. That's another matter.
AXEL. Another?
MRS. STARCK. Yes, it is another matter--although it resembles the other, it is not the same.
AXEL. There he is!
MRS. STARCK. We'll go, then. Good-bye and au revoir. Give my love to Bertha.
AXEL. Good-bye, then, as you're so scared. And au revoir.
CARL and DR. ?STERMARK. Good-bye, Axel.
CARL . You stay in here, at least, while--
AXEL. No, why should I?
CARL . Ugh!
AXEL. Come in. So, you are back again. Madame hasn't returned yet.
THE MODEL. But it's almost twelve, and I must keep another appointment.
AXEL. Is that so? It's too bad, but--h'm--something must have detained her at the studio. How much do I owe you?
THE MODEL. Five francs, as usual.
AXEL . There. Perhaps you'd better wait awhile, nevertheless.
THE MODEL. Yes, if I'm needed.
AXEL. Yes, be kind enough to wait a few minutes.
AXEL. Hello, my dear! So you're back at last?
BERTHA. At last?
AXEL. Yes, your model is waiting.
BERTHA . No! No! Has he been here again?
AXEL. You had engaged him for eleven o'clock.
BERTHA. I? No! Did he say that?
AXEL. Yes. But I heard you when you made the engagement yesterday.
BERTHA. Perhaps it's so, then, but anyway the professor wouldn't let us leave and you know how nervous one gets in the last hours. You're not angry with me, Axel?
AXEL. Angry? No. But this is the second time, and he gets his five francs for nothing, nevertheless.
BERTHA. Can I help it if the professor keeps us? Why must you always pick on me?
AXEL. Do I pick on you?
BERTHA. What's that? Didn't you--
AXEL. Yes, yes, yes! I picked on you--forgive me--forgive me--for thinking that it was your fault.
BERTHA. Well, it's all right there. But what did you pay him with?
AXEL. To be sure. Gaga paid back the twenty francs he owed me.
BERTHA So, he paid you back? Come on, then, and I'll put it down, for the sake of order. It's your money, so of course you can dispose of it as you please, but as you wish me to take care of the accounts-- fifteen francs in, five francs out, model. There.
AXEL. No. Look here. It's twenty francs in.
BERTHA. Yes, but there are only fifteen here.
AXEL. Yes, but you should put down twenty.
BERTHA. Why do you argue?
AXEL. Did I--Well, the man's waiting--
BERTHA. Oh, yes. Be good and get things ready for me.
AXEL. . Are you undressed yet?
THE MODEL . Soon, monsieur.
BERTHA . There, now you must go out.
AXEL . Bertha!
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