Scene 3
Boy (enters).
I’ve brought some flowers. I haven’t to say who’s sent them.
Leonard.
Oh, what lovely flowers! (Strikes his brow.) The devil! That’s stupid! I should have sent some! How am I to get out of it? I don’t know much about these things, and the little girl will notice it; she has nothing else to think about. (Takes the flowers.) But I won’t keep them all. (To Clara.) These mean remorse and shame, don’t they? Didn’t you once tell me that?
[Clara nods.
Leonard (to the boy).
Look here, boy. These are for me. I put them here, you see, over my heart. These, red ones here, that burn like a glowing fire, you can take back. Do you understand? When my apples are ripe you can come again.
Boy.
That’s a long time yet! (Goes out.)