Maia.
Nor for me.
[The Inspector goes into the hotel.
Ulfheim.
[Stares at them a moment; then lifts his hat.] Why, blast me if here isn’t a country tyke that has strayed into regular tip-top society.
Professor Rubek.
[Looking up.] What do you mean by that, Mr. Ulfheim?
Ulfheim.
[More quietly and politely.] I believe I have the honour of addressing no less a person than the great Sculptor Rubek.
Professor Rubek.