No thank you; nothing for me.


MAIA.

Nor for me.

[The INSPECTOR goes into the hotel.


ULFHEIM.

[Stares at them for a moment; then lifts his hat.] Why, blast me
if here isn't a country tyke that has strayed into regular tip-top
society.


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

[Looking up.] What do you mean by that, Mr. Ulfheim?


ULFHEIM.


[More quietly and politely.] I believe I have the honour of addressing
no less a person than the great Sculptor Rubek.


PROFESSOR RUBEK.