my back--. Then they lowered me into a grave-vault, with iron bars
before the loop-hole. And with padded walls--so that no one on the
earth above could hear the grave-shrieks--. But now I am beginning,
in a way, to rise from the dead.

[She seats herself again.]


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

[After a pause.] In all this, do you hold me guilty?


IRENE.

Yes.


PROFESSOR RUBEK.

Guilty of that--your death, as you call it.


IRENE.

Guilty of the fact that I had to die. [Changing her tone to one of
indifference.] Why don't you sit down, Arnold?


PROFESSOR RUBEK.