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 Presently ''comes forward from among some bushes on the upland to the left, well back, and scans the prospect with her hand shading her eyes. She wears a flat tourist cap, a short skirt, kilted up, reaching only midway between ankle and knee, and high, stout lace-boots. She has in her hand a long alpenstock.''

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[At last catches sight of and calls.] Hallo! [She advances over the upland, jumps over the brook, with the aid of her alpenstock, and climbs up the hillock.

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[Panting.] Oh, how I have been rushing around looking for you, Rubek.

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[Nods indifferently and asks.] Have you just come from the hotel?

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Yes, that was the last place I tried—that flytrap.

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[Looking at her for a moment.] I noticed that you were not at the dinner-table.

Maia.

No, we had our dinner in the open air, we two.