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Why not?
MAIA.
Because I want to go up on the mountains and into the forests--that's what I want. [Coaxingly.] Oh, you must let me do it, Rubek.--I shall be so good, so good afterwards!
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
Who is it that has put these ideas into your head?
MAIA.
Why he--that horrid bear-killer. Oh you cannot conceive all the marvelous things he has to tell about the mountains. And about life up there! They're ugly, horrid, repulsive, most of the yarns he spins--for I almost believe he's lying--but wonderfully alluring all the same. Oh, won't you let me go with him? Only to see if what he says is true, you understand. May I, Rubek?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
Yes, I have not the slightest objection. Off you go to the mountains--as far and as long as you please. I shall perhaps be going the same way myself.
MAIA.
[Quickly.] No, no, no, you needn't do that! Not on my account!
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
I want to go to the mountains. I have made up my mind to go.
MAIA.
Oh thanks, thanks! May I tell the bear-killer at once?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
Tell the bear-killer whatever you please.
MAIA.
Oh thanks, thanks, thanks! [Is about to take his hand; he repels the movement.] Oh, how dear and good you are to-day, Rubek!
[She runs into the hotel.
[At the same time the door of the pavilion is softly and noiselessly set ajar. The SISTER OF MERCY stands in the opening, intently on the watch. No one sees her.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Decidedly, turning to IRENE.] Shall we meet up there then?
IRENE.
[Rising slowly.] Yes, we shall certainly meet.--I have sought for you so long.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
When did you begin to seek for me, Irene?
IRENE.
[With a touch of jesting bitterness.] From the moment I realised that I had given away to you something rather indispensable, Arnold. Something one ought never to part with.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Bowing his head.] Yes, that is bitterly true. You gave me three or four years of your youth.
IRENE.
More, more than that I gave you--spend-thrift as I then was.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
Yes, you were prodigal, Irene. You gave me all your naked loveliness--
IRENE. --to gaze upon--
PROFESSOR RUBEK. --and to glorify--
IRENE.
Yes, for your own glorification.--And the child's.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
