Miss
How absurd! How could I! What would mother say? And without me everything would be topsy-turvy at home in no time.
Poet
It would be so wonderful to live with you a few weeks, all alone with you, somewhere far away, in the forest, in the world of nature… Nature. And then, some day, “Good-by”—each going, without the other knowing where.
Miss
You are talking already about saying good-by. And I thought that you loved me such a lot.
Poet
That is just the reason—(Bends over her, and kisses her upon the forehead.) You sweet darling!
Miss