Irene.
[With head erect.] Nor in my own!
Professor Rubek.
Well, what then! Then we are free—and there is still time for us to live our life, Irene.
Irene.
[Looks sadly at him.] The desire for life is dead in me, Arnold. Now I have arisen. And I look for you. And I find you.—And then I see that you and life lie dead—as I have lain.
Professor Rubek.
Oh, how utterly you are astray! Both in us and around us life is fermenting and throbbing as fiercely as ever!
Irene.
[Smiling and shaking her head.] The young woman of your Resurrection Day can see all life lying on its bier.
Professor Rubek.
[Throwing his arms violently around her.] Then let two of the dead—us two—for once live life to its uttermost—before we go down to our graves again!
Irene.
[With a shriek.] Arnold!
Professor Rubek.
But not here in the half darkness! Not here with this hideous dank shroud flapping around us
