The Inspector.
No, how could I be mistaken in that?
Professor Rubek.
[Looks at him with eager interest.] You have heard her yourself?
The Inspector.
Yes. I myself have spoken to her—several times.—Only a few words, however; she is far from communicative. But
Professor Rubek.
But Norwegian it was?
The Inspector.
Thoroughly good Norwegian—perhaps with a little north-country accent.
Professor Rubek.
[Gazing straight before him in amazement, Whispers.] That too!
Maia.
[A little hurt and jarred.] Perhaps this lady has been one of your models, Rubek? Search your memory.
Professor Rubek.
[Looks cuttingly at her.] My models!
Maia.
[With a provoking smile.] In your younger days, I mean. You are said to have had such innumerable models—long ago, of course.
