large shawl of white crape. She keeps her arms crossed upon her breast. She carries her body immovably, and her steps are stiff and measured. The Sister's bearing is also measured, and she has the air of a servant. She keeps her brown piercing eyes incessantly fixed upon the lady. Waiters, with napkins on their arms, come forward in the hotel doorway, and cast curious glances at the strangers, who take no notice of anything, and, without looking round, enter the pavilion.
Professor Rubek.
[Has risen slowly and involuntarily, and stands staring at the closed door of the pavilion.] Who was that lady?
The Inspector.
She is a stranger who has rented the little pavilion there.
Professor Rubek.
A foreigner?
The Inspector.
Presumably. At any rate they both came from abroad—about a week ago. They have never been here before.
Professor Rubek.
[Decidedly; looking at him.] It was she I saw in the park last night.
