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Professor Rubek.

Do you not lament his loss, Irene?

Irene.

[Not understanding.] Lament? What loss?

Professor Rubek.

Why, the loss of Herr von Satow, of course.

Irene.

His name was not Satow.

Professor Rubek.

Was it not?

Irene.

My second husband is called Satow. He is a Russian——

Professor Rubek.

And where is he?

Irene.

Far away in the Ural Mountains. Among all his gold-mines.

Professor Rubek.

So he lives there?

Irene.

[Shrugs her shoulders.] Lives? Lives? In reality I have killed him——