—and when I heard you say with such deathly, icy coldness—that I was nothing but an episode in your life——
Professor Rubek.
It was you that said that, Irene, not I.
Irene.
[Continuing.]—then I had my knife out. I wanted to stab you in the back with it.
Professor Rubek.
[Darkly.] And why did you hold your hand?
Irene.
Because it flashed upon me with a sudden horror that you were dead already—long ago.
Professor Rubek.