The telegraphist has entered.
ZIGLER
I really don't know, but something strange has happened. It seems that we are being interfered with, I can't understand anything.
BLUMENFELD
What is it? What is the matter?
ZIGLER
We can make out one word, "Water"—but after that all is incomprehensible. And then again, "Water"—
BLUMENFELD
What water? You are intoxicated, Zigler. That must be wine, not water. Is the engineer there?
ZIGLER