Aubrey. [Frowning.] Certainly not. Morse. Morse. Very well, sir. [He goes out. Aubrey. Aubrey. [Opening the upper door] Paula! Paula! CONTENTS Paula enters and throws her arms round his neck. She is a young woman of about twenty-seven: beautiful, fresh, innocent-looking. She is in superb evening dress. Paula Paula. Paula. Dearest! Aubrey. Aubrey. Why have you come here? Paula. Paula.