(Annoyed) Ah, these Americano movie stars! This one . . . she make so much trouble. She say, “Teresa, do this. Teresa, get me that. Teresa, clean this.” A woman so beautiful . . . and so cold . . . like a fish. Sì, like a fish. . . . 
She is out . . . making the pictures for the cinema. Buono! . . . Now I can go in . . . 

. . . and clean as I wish. No one to say, “Teresa, the stockings. Teresa, the . . . ” (Stops short and gasps) Mamma mia! . . . What has happened?

Signora Stevens! Signora Stevens! . . . (Moans) Blood . . . everywhere blood! The chairs overturned . . . the lamps broken. . . . I – I am afraid to look. I am afraid to open this closet door. She may be . . . 
(Relieved) No . . . no one here. But the furniture, the blood! (Swallows hard) I – I am sick. I must call the police . . . at once!

And the furniture overturned, Lamont . . . the lamps and vases smashed. Vittorio Scalza was right. Something terrible has happened to Lydia Stevens.
Sì, signore I swear it. I touch nothing. I call the polizia at once. . . . Ask the commissario here. 

How can one tell? We are right near the Piazza Barberini. There is much noise on the streets. And this is a big hotel. . . . Many people shout.