"Thank you, but I don't need any information."
"Don't get angry. . . . What is there wrong in it? . . ." slowly drawled Sowinska.
"Ah, so it is you who presume to tell me that? . . ."
"Yes I, and you know that I wish you as well as I wish my own daughter."
"You wish me as well as your own daughter?" slowly repeated Janina, looking straight into the other's face.
Sowinska dropped her eyes and silently left the room, but behind the door she paused and shook her fist threateningly.
"You saint! Wait!" she hissed.
When Janina reached the theater she found only Piesh, Topolski, and
Glogowski present.
Glogowski approached her with a smile, extending his hand.
"Good morning. I was thinking about you yesterday; you must unfailingly thank me for that. . . ."