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Busman
Leave me alone, leave me alone! Good God, for half a billion anything can be bought.
[He rushes from the room through the outer door.]
Fabry
They stand there as if turned to stone, waiting. As if something dreadful could be wrought by their silence
Hallemeier
The spirit of the mob.
Fabry
Yes, It hovers above them like a quivering of the air.
Helena
[Going to window]: Oh, God! Dr. Gall, this is ghastly.
Fabry
There is nothing more terrible than the mob. The one in front is their leader.
Helena
Which one?
