nothing!


MAIA.

Well, at any rate it can divine something---


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

Something that isn't there at all, yes. Something that never was in
my mind. Ah yes, that they can all go into ecstasies over! [Growling
to himself.] What is the good of working oneself to death for the mob
and the masses--for "all the world"!


MAIA.

Do you think it is better, then--do you think it is worthy of you, to
do nothing at all but portrait-bust now and then?


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

[With a sly smile.] They are not exactly portrait-busts that I turn
out, Maia.


MAIA.