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for five minutes.
(To Cyprian) A dying girl, Professor.
OSKAR:
(Follows his father into the ward.)
(Explaining) Septic case. Young girl. Abortus.
KURT:
(To Adler) Tomorrow, Professor.
Hooh:
CYPRIAN
(declaiming monotonously) When I was an assistant under
Skoda, we had a Professor in the hospital, nomina sunt
odiosa, who asked us, I mean us aassistants, to call him, if
possible, to every deathbed.according to his account
he was writing a "psychology of last moments". I said
at once to Bernitzer, who was co-assistant with me, that
there was something quer about it. It wasn’t the
psychology that he care about. Then just think, one
day this Professorel isappeared suddenly. He was a married
man with three children. The next night a ranged fellow
was found Beabbed in a side street. Well, I expect you've
guessed the sequel, gentlemen. It turned out that the
Professor and the stabbed vagabond were one and the same
person. For many years he had been leading a double life.
in the day time, he was the busy physician, at night he
was a frequenter of all sorts of low down dens, a procurer
(Enter PRIEST, a young man about 28, with olever.
energetic featuros. Sacristan remains standing at the
door.)