[Faintly.] Yes, that too. But go and look over. Those two, coming up—
[Goes and bends over the edge of the precipice.] It's only your bird of prey—and his strange lady.
Can't we get past them—without their seeing us?
Impossible! The path is far too narrow. And there's no other way down.
[Nerving herself.] Well, well—let us face them here, then!
Spoken like a true bear-killer, comrade!
[PROFESSOR RUBEK and IRENE appear over the edge of the precipice
at the back. He has his plaid over his shoulders; she has a
fur cloak thrown loosely over her white dress, and a swansdown
hood over her head.
[Still only half visible above the edge.] What, Maia! So we two meet once again?
[With assumed coolness.] At your service. Won't you come up?
[PROFESSOR RUBEK climbs right up and holds out his hand to IRENE,
who also comes right to the top.