Young Wife
(Catches the hands of the Young Man that threaten to stray) What are you doing, Alfred?… Is that the way you keep your promise?
Young Man
(Swallows the pear, then, more daringly) Life is so short.
Young Wife
(Weakly) But that’s no reason—
Young Man
(Mechanically) Oh, yes.
Young Wife
(Still more weakly) Alfred, you promised to be good … and then it’s so light…