[The SISTER OF MERCY's head is partly visible among the bushes
beside the descent to the left. Her eyes are immovably fixed
on IRENE.


IRENE.

[Rises and says softly.] We must part then. No, you must remain
sitting. Do you hear? You must not go with me. [Bends over him
and whispers.] Till we meet again--to-night--on the upland.


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

And you will come, Irene?


IRENE.

Yes, surely I will come. Wait for me here.


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

[Repeats dreamily.] Summer night on the upland. With you. With you.
[His eyes meet hers.] Oh, Irene--that might have been our life.--And
that we have forfeited--we two.