[With an outburst.] And heaven knows I don't want them to be, either!
I know that very well.—And it was with no idea of finding any such help in my life-work that I married you.
[Observing him closely.] I can see in your face that you are thinking of some one else.
Indeed? I have never noticed before that you were a thought-reader. But you can see that, can you?
Yes, I can. Oh, I know you so well, so well, Rubek.
Then perhaps you can also see who it is I am thinking of?
Yes, indeed I can.
Well? Have the goodness to—?
You are thinking of that—that model you once used for— [Suddenly letting slip the train of thought.] Do you know, the people down at the hotel think she's mad.
Indeed? And pray what do the people down at the hotel think of you and the bear-killer?