MARIE (surprised)
And you have that standing on your writing desk?
AMADEUS (slightly puzzled)
Why shouldn't I?
MARIE (studying the photograph)
Just as it was—Cecilia and I sitting on the bench there—yes. And there's the hazel by the garden fence.... How it does bring back the memory of that beautiful, warm Summer day...
AMADEUS (bending over the desk to look at the picture)
I can make out you and Cecilia, but those three boys puzzle me hopelessly.
MARIE
In what way...? That's little Peter, who is doing like this ... (She blinks)