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Professor Rubek.
When did you begin to seek for me, Irene?
Irene.
[With a touch of jesting bitterness.] From the time when I realised that I had given away to you something rather indispensable, Arnold. Something one ought never to part with.
Professor Rubek.
[Bowing his head.] Yes, that is bitterly true. You gave me three or four years of your youth.
Irene.
More, more than that I gave you—spendthrift as I then was.
Professor Rubek.
Yes, you were prodigal, Irene. You gave me all your naked loveliness
Irene.
—to gaze upon
Professor Rubek.
—and to glorify
Irene.
Yes, for your own glorification.—And the child's.
Professor Rubek.
And yours too, Irene.
