AUNT CLARA. What in the world have you to do in Berlin that prevents you from staying here? PAUL. Oh, Aunt Clara, that is a difficult matter! I publish a journal. AUNT CLARA. A journal? Hm! HELLA. We publish a feminist journal which we ourselves have founded and simply cannot desert. AUNT CLARA (naively). Well is that so very necessary, Paul? HELLA. _Is_ it necessary? PAUL (dubiously). Oh Hella! (Shrugs his shoulders.) HELLA. Yes it is necessary. If _you_ are able to forget it, _I_ am _not_! PAUL. I shall not quarrel now, the hour does not seem fitting to me. I want to go in. (He makes a significant gesture to the right.) Would you care to go with me? HELLA. You want to see him? PAUL. Yes, I want to see him. HELLA (gets up and steps up to PAUL). Excuse me, Paul! I am really not in the frame of mind. PAUL. As you think best. HELLA. You know very well that I spare myself the sight of the dead, whenever I can. I did not even see _my_ father. AUNT CLARA (has risen). I'll go with you, my boy, brace up! PAUL (nods to her, choking down his words). I'm all right. (The two slowly go out at the right.) [Short silence.] HELLA (stands at the chair, clenches her fist, stamps her foot, in a burst of passion). I cannot look at the man who has forbidden me his house! Never! GLYSZINSKI (has also risen, steps up to HELLA). How I admired you, madam! HELLA (still struggling). I cannot bring myself to _that_! GLYSZINSKI (sentimentally). How you sat there! How you spoke! Every word a blow! No evasion! No retreat! Mind triumphing over matter! The first time I ever had this impression of you, Hella, do you recall, the large meeting when you stood on the stage and your eye controlled thousands? Then and there my soul rushed out to you! Now you possess it. HELLA (stands erect, resolutely and deliberately). If I really possess your soul, dear doctor, listen to my request. GLYSZINSKI. I am your slave, command me! HELLA. It concerns Paul. You see how matters stand with him. GLYSZINSKI (gloomily). Paul is not a modern man. I knew that long ago. HELLA. Let us avoid all digressions now! (With unflinching emphasis.) Paul _must_ ... _not_ ... _remain here_! Do you understand? GLYSZINSKI. What can I do in the matter? HELLA (taps her finger on his chest). You must help me get him away from here as soon as possible! GLYSZINSKI. And you would ask _me_ to do _that_? HELLA. Why shouldn't I? GLYSZINSKI. Expect me to help reestablish the bond between you? Don't be inhuman, Hella! HELLA. But you surely realize the relations that obtain between you and me, doctor. You are my co-worker, my friend! GLYSZINSKI. Is that all, Hella? HELLA. Why, do you demand more? Beyond friendship I can give you nothing! No, it will be better for you to help me plan how we can get him away most readily. Rather today than tomorrow.