So you're at Zurich under my old friend Rheinhardt! I saw him in London, by the way.
Vera.
Is he over in England? I wonder if he would come here?
Adene.
Judging from what he said, he'd go to the North Pole if you asked him.
Vera.
[With interest.] Did he speak of me?
Adene.
Of almost nothing else—you and his enemy Steinmetz; but he forbade me to repeat a word of it. Would you much like to know?