Helena. Doctor Gall, that’s Radius. (Backing into the room, horror-stricken.)
Dr. Gall. Yes.
Domin. Radius! Radius!
Hallemeier. Could you get him from here, Fabry?
Fabry. I hope so.
Hallemeier. Try it, then.
Fabry. Good— (Draws his revolver and takes his aim.)
Helena (To Fabry) Fabry, don’t shoot him.
Fabry. He’s their leader.
Dr. Gall. Fire! (Standing above table L.C.)