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[Almost at the same moment the Strange Lady comes out of the pavilion and seats herself at the table.
[The Lady raises her glass of milk and is about to drink, but stops and looks across at Rubek with vacant, expressionless eyes.
Professor Rubek.
[Remains sitting at his table and gazes fixedly and earnestly at her. At last he rises, goes some steps towards her, stops, and says in a low voice.] I know you quite well, Irene.
The Lady.
[In a toneless voice, setting down her glass.] You can guess who I am, Arnold?
Professor Rubek.
[Without answering.] And you recognise me, too, I see.
The Lady.
With you it is quite another matter.
Professor Rubek.
With me?—How so?
The Lady.
Oh, you are still alive.
Professor Rubek.
[Not understanding.] Alive?
