(Speaks.)
Ah! horrid thought—I have no name.
Great Heavens!!
(Turning to Cara. and King.)
What’s my name!!—do you hear me?
What’s my name!!!
(Low music through following; Eben. walks furiously up and down; King and Prof. speak low, down L.; while Cara. stands deeply thinking R.)
Cara.—
Good gracious! (Thinks.)
Prof.—