Guilty of the fact that I had to die. [Changing her tone to one of indifference.] Why don’t you sit down, Arnold?
Professor Rubek.
May I?
Irene.
Yes.—You need not be afraid of being frozen. I don’t think I am quite turned to ice yet.
Professor Rubek.
[Moves a chair and seats himself at her table.] There, Irene. Now we two are sitting together as in the old days.
Irene.
At a little way from each other—also as in the old days.
Professor Rubek.