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MAIA.
[Smiling across to the PROFESSOR and rising.] Yes, very much.
ULFHEIM.
[Also rising.] Spoken like a woman of spirit, madam! Come with me, then!
They swallow whole great thumping meat-bones--gulp them up and then gulp them down again. Oh, it's a regular treat to see them. Come along and I'll show you--and while we're about it, we can talk over this trip to the mountains--
[He goes out by the corner of the hotel, MAIA following him.
[Almost at the same moment the STRANGE LADY comes out of the pavilion and seats herself at the table.
[The LADY raises her gla.s.s of milk and is about to drink, but stops and looks across at RUBEK with vacant, expressionless eyes.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Remains sitting at his table and gazes fixedly and earnestly at her.
At last he rises, goes some steps towards her, stops, and says in a low voice.] I know you quite well, Irene.
THE LADY.
[In a toneless voice, setting down her gla.s.s.] You can guess who I am, Arnold?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Without answering.] And you recognise me, too, I see.
THE LADY.
With you it is quite another matter.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
With me?--How so?
THE LADY.
Oh, you are still alive.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Not understanding.] Alive--?
THE LADY.
[After a short pause.] Who was the other? The woman you had with you--there at the table?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[A little reluctantly.] She? That was my--my wife.
THE LADY.
[Nods slowly.] Indeed. That is well, Arnold. Some one, then, who does not concern me--
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Nods.] No, of course not--
THE LADY. --one whom you have taken to you after my lifetime.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Suddenly looking hard at her.] After your--? What do you mean by that, Irene?
IRENE.
[Without answering.] And the child? I hear the child is prospering too.
Our child survives me--and has come to honour and glory.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Smiles as at a far-off recollection.] Our child? Yes, we called it so--then.
IRENE.
In my lifetime, yes.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.