[Has risen slowly and involuntarily, and stands staring at the closed door of the pavilion.] Who was that lady?
She is a stranger who has rented the little pavilion there.
A foreigner?
Presumably. At any rate they both came from abroad—about a week ago. They have never been here before.
[Decidedly; looking at him.] It was she I saw in the park last night.
No doubt it must have been. I thought so from the first.
What is this lady's name, Inspector?
She has registered herself as "Madame de Satow, with companion." We know nothing more.
[Reflecting.] Satow? Satow—?
MAIA. [Laughing mockingly.] Do you know any one of that name, Rubek? Eh?