AMADEUS (is walking to and fro)
CECILIA (who is sitting on the couch, follows him with her eyes)
AMADEUS (after a turn to the window and back, speaking in a peculiarly dry tone) Well, how did it go? Have you got the finale into shape at last?
CECILIA
Oh, in a manner.
AMADEUS
The day before yesterday it had not yet been brought up to the proper level. I find, for one thing, that they don't let you assert yourself sufficiently. Your voice should be floating above the rest, instead of being submerged in the crowd.
CECILIA
Won't you come to the rehearsal to-morrow—just once more—if you can spare the time?
AMADEUS