Professor Rubek.
Was there some one else whom you had come to love?
Irene.
There was one who had no longer any use for my love—any use for my life.
Professor Rubek.
[Changing the subject.] H’m—don’t let us talk any more of the past——
Irene.
No, no—by all means let us not talk of what is beyond the grave—what is now beyond the grave for me.
Professor Rubek.
Where have you been, Irene? All my inquiries were fruitless—you seemed to have vanished away.