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PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Uneasy and alarmed.] You must never see that statue again! Do you hear, Irene! I implore you--! Never, never see it again!
IRENE.
Perhaps you think it would mean death to me a second time?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Clenching his hands together.] Oh, I don't know what I think.--But how could I ever imagine that you would fix your mind so immovably on that statue? You, who went away from me--before it was completed.
IRENE.
It was completed. That was why I could go away from you--and leave you alone.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Sits with his elbows upon his knees, rocking his head from side to side, with his hands before his eyes.] It was not what it afterwards became.
IRENE.
[Quietly but quick as lightning, half-unsheathes a narrow-bladed sharp knife which she carried in her breast, and asks in a hoa.r.s.e whisper.]
Arnold--have you done any evil to our child?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Evasively.] Any evil?--How can I be sure what you would call it?
IRENE.
[Breathless.] Tell me at once: what have you done to the child?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
I will tell you, if you will sit and listen quietly to what I say.
IRENE.
[Hides the knife.] I will listen as quietly as a mother can when she--
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Interrupting.] And you must not look at me while I am telling you.
IRENE.
[Moves to a stone behind his back.] I will sit here, behind you.--Now tell me.
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Takes his hands from before his eyes and gazes straight in front of him. When I had found you, I knew at once how I should make use of you for my life-work.
IRENE.
"The Resurrection Day" you called your life-work.--I call it "our child."
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
I was young then--with no knowledge of life. The Resurrection, I thought, would be most beautifully and exquisitely figured as a young unsullied woman--with none of our earth-life's experiences--awakening to light and glory without having to put away from her anything ugly and impure.
IRENE.
[Quickly.] Yes--and so I stand there now, in our work?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Hesitating.] Not absolutely and entirely so, Irene.
IRENE.
[In rising excitement.] Not absolutely--? Do I not stand as I always stood for you?
PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Without answering.] I learned worldly wisdom in the years that followed, Irene. "The Resurrection Day" became in my mind's eye something more and something--something more complex. The little round plinth on which your figure stood erect and solitary--it no longer afforded room for all the imagery I now wanted to add--
IRENE.
[Groped for her knife, but desists.] What imagery did you add then? Tell me!
