[Also in a low voice.] What is it?
Irene.
A face that is staring at me.
Professor Rubek.
[Turns involuntarily.] Where? [With a start.] Ah——!
[The Sister of Mercy’s head is partly visible among the bushes beside the descent to the left. Her eyes are immovably fixed on Irene.
Irene.
[Rises and says softly.] We must part then. No, you must remain sitting. Do you hear? You must not go with me. [Bends over him and whispers.] Till we meet again—to-night—on the upland.
Professor Rubek.
And you will come, Irene?