We'll make a waltz of it here.
(They waltz a jew steps, Freda abandoning herself to it, when she suddenly stops and withdraws herselj from his arms.)
FREDA
Please let me go. You may have that waltz later.
(She looks at watch and betrays her need for haste.)
CAPT. EPPINGWELL
(Very deliberately.)
There is something familiar about you. I have seen you before. I have danced with you before. And—well, I have never danced with the Lisznayi.
FREDA
No, you don't know me.