THE MAKROPOULOS SECRET
act iii
Emilia
Read it.
Prus
Won’t you open it? [He gets up and steps over to her]
Emilia
No.
Prus
I think—that it has something to do with you Please open it.
Emilia
Oh, no.
Prus
You mean I must?
Emilia
Yes.
Prus
All right. [He tears open the envelope and reads the letter. Emilia goes back to her dressing table and begins to manicure her nails] Oh! [He drops into a chair. The letter flutters to the floor]
Emilia
How old was he?
Prus
I understand. I understand.
Emilia
Poor Janek.
Prus
He loved you.
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