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58 slip on the couch and rises suddenly.] And sometimes I alone. [Stares at her.] But not quite alone. I told you. You remember?

[Shocked.] That place?

[Walks away from her a few paces and stands still, thinkings holding his chin.] Yes.

[Taking up the slip again.] Where is it?

Do you not know?

He told me to take the tram at Lansdowne road and to ask the man to let me down there. Is it is it a bad place?

O no, cottages. [He returns to the lounge and sits down.] What answer did you give?

No answer. He said he would wait.

Tonight?

Every night, he said. Between eight and nine.

And so I am to go tonight to interview—the professor. About the appointment I am to beg for. [Looking at her.] The interview is arranged for tonight by him—between eight and nine. Curious, isn't it? The same hour.