Look! Near the lamp yonder—there by the doors—the carabiniere.
PIKE
They've been there since this afternoon.
[Shading his eyes from the light of the room with one hand.]
Look there—who on earth—who's that they've got with them?—Why, good Lord! it's Doc!
[Astounded.]
IVANOFF
It is Herr von Gröllerhagen! Did I not tell you he was a Russian? He has betrayed me himself. He was not satisfied that others should.
[Bitterly.]