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Fabry
[Putting plant on writing desk]: I certainly hope nothing happens to-day.
Hallemeier
For goodness' sake drop it all. Look, Harry, this is a fine cyclamen, isn't it? A new sort, my latest—Cyclamen Helena.
Domin
[Looking out of the window]: No signs of the ship. Things must be pretty bad.
Hallemeier
Be quiet. Suppose she heard you.
Domin
Well, anyway, the Ultimus arrived just in time.
Fabry
You really think that to-day?
Domin
I don’t know. Aren't the flowers fine?
