IRENE.

[Smiling and shaking her head.] The young woman of your Resurrection
Day can see all life lying on its bier.


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

[Throwing his arms violently around her.] Then let two of the dead--
us two--for once live life to its uttermost--before we go down to our
graves again!


IRENE.

[With a shriek.] Arnold!


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

But not here in the half darkness! Not here with this hideous dank
shroud flapping around us---


IRENE.

[Carried away by passion.] No, no--up in the light, and in all the
glittering glory! Up to the Peak of Promise!