Fabry. Yes!
Busman. Amen. You see, Madame Helena, we’re not so badly off.
Domin. (Storms into R. To R. of couch. Hoarsely) Where’s old Rossum’s manuscript? (To R.C.)
Busman. In your strong-box, of course.
Domin. Someone—has—stolen it!
Dr. Gall. Impossible.
Domin. Who has stolen it?
Helena. (Standing up) I did. (Reactions from Fabry and Hallemeier.)
Domin. Where did you put it?
Helena. Harry, I’ll tell you everything. Only forgive me.