“Yes.”
“But, if you would go up to him, Adelheid ... very quietly ... and sit with him a little, so that he could not give way to his thoughts. Or help him, so that his thoughts could find utterance. You two always got on well together, you know, and he was glad to see you whenever you came.”
“He is no longer glad to see me, Cordt.”
He looked at her in surprise and encountered her moist glance.
“If I went up now, Cordt ... I could not sit with Finn as I used to. For I am no longer the same.”
“Ah, well!” was all he said.
He spoke calmly and indifferently, as though he had had no particular faith in his remedy and must look round for something else.
“Cordt!...”
It was a scream.
He started. And, as if he had now first seen that she was kneeling before him, he pushed back his chair and rose to his feet.