Oh, no, it’s awful … of me. I don’t understand myself. Good-by, Alfred, let me go.
Young Man
(Seizes her, and covers her face with burning kisses)
Young Wife
So … is that the way you keep your word…
Young Man
One more kiss—one more.
Young Wife
The last.
(He kisses her, and she returns the kiss; their lips remain joined for a long time)