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Maia.

Wherever you go at home here, it seems to me. Of course there was noise and bustle enough in the town. But I don't know how it is—even the noise and bustle seemed to have something dead about it.

Professor Rubek.

[With a searching glance.] You don't seem particularly glad to be at home again, Maia?

Maia.

[Looks at him.] Are you glad?

Professor Rubek.

[Evasively.] I——?

Maia.

Yes, you, who have been so much, much further away than I. Are you entirely happy, now that you are at home again?

Professor Rubek.

No—to be quite candid—perhaps not entirely happy——

Maia.

[With animation.] There, you see! Didn't I know it!

Professor Rubek.

I have perhaps been too long abroad. I have drifted quite away from all this—this home life.