Rheinhardt.
Well, there is a waiting-room.
[Exit Rheinhardt. Vera is motionless for an instant, then starts after him.
Carlyon.
[Peremptorily.] Vera!
Vera.
[Impulsively.] Oh, father! could I go with him?
Carlyon.
With Rheinhardt to India? Good God, girl, it may come to that yet! [He paces the room disturbed and angry, then turns upon her.] Then it was all wrong, what you've been telling me about those operations? You said it was impossible.