[Smiling and shaking his head.] No, Professor—that would be against the rules.
[Impatiently.] Good Heavens, Rubek, I told you so this morning—you must have dreamt it.
[Drily.] Indeed? Must I? Thank you! [Turning to the INSPECTOR.] The fact is, I got up last night—I couldn’t sleep—and I wanted to see what sort of night it was—–
[Attentively.] To be sure—and then—–?
I looked out at the window—and caught sight of a white figure in there among the trees.
[Smiling to the INSPECTOR.] And the Professor declares that the figure was dressed in a bathing costume—–
—or something like it, I said. Couldn’t distinguish very clearly. But I am sure it was something white.
Most remarkable. Was it a gentleman or a lady?
I could almost have sworn it was a lady. But then after it came another figure. And that one was quite dark—like a shadow—–.
[Starting.] A dark one? Quite black, perhaps?
Yes, I should almost have said so.
[A light breaking in upon him.] And behind the white figure? Following close upon her—–?
Yes—at a little distance—–
Aha! Then I think I can explain the mystery, Professor.
Well, what was it then?
[Simultaneously.] Was the professor really not dreaming?
[Suddenly whispering, as he directs their attention towards the background on the right.] Hush, if you please! Look there—don’t speak loud for a moment.
[A slender lady, dressed in
fine, cream-white cashmere, and
followed by a SISTER OF MERCY in black, with a silver cross
hanging by a chain on her breast, comes forward from behind
the hotel and crosses the park towards the pavilion in front