Hella. Oh, is it! Very well! (She turns away abruptly, goes over toward the right, opens the door and turns around, saying curtly). I wish to work, so please do not disturb me. (She goes out.)
Paul (has become restless, gets up and calls). Hella! (One can hear how the door is being locked on the other side.) As you please, then! (He sits down again).
Glyszinski (looking up from his book). Hella has locked the door.
[Paul sets his teeth and is silent. Pause.]
Glyszinski. Am I disturbing you?
Paul (without turning around). I have already told you, no! Not any longer, now!
Glyszinski. So I have been disturbing you?
Paul. I'll leave that to you.
Glyszinski. You would like to have me go away?
Paul. Dear Glyszinski, don't ask such stupid questions!