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- vault, with iron bars before the loop-hole. And
with padded walls—so that no one on the earth above could hear the grave-shrieks—. But now I am beginning, in a way, to rise from the dead.
[She seats herself again.]
Professor Rubek.
[After a pause.] In all this, do you hold me guilty?
Irene.
Yes.
Professor Rubek.
Guilty of that—your death, as you call it.
Irene.
Guilty of the fact that I had to die. [Changing her tone to one of indifference.] Why don't you sit down, Arnold?
Professor Rubek.
May I?
Irene.
Yes.—You need not be afraid of being frozen. I don't think I am quite turned to ice yet.
Professor Rubek.
[Moves a chair and seats himself at her table.] There, Irene. Now we two are sitting together as in the old days.
