ADOLPH. Why do you always want to drag me along? Do you feel safer then?
TEKLA. I don't know what you mean.
ADOLPH. That's what you always say when you know I mean something that—doesn't please you.
TEKLA. So-o! What is it now that doesn't please me?
ADOLPH. Oh, I beg you, don't begin over again—Good-bye for a while!
(Goes out through the door in the rear and then turns to the right.)
(TEKLA is left alone. A moment later GUSTAV enters and goes straight up to the table as if looking for a newspaper. He pretends not to see TEKLA.)
TEKLA. [Shows agitation, but manages to control herself] Oh, is it you?
GUSTAV. Yes, it's me—I beg your pardon!
TEKLA. Which way did you come?