SPITTA
What I'll be in the end may be left to God. But never a parson—never a country parson!
WALBURGA
Listen! I've had my fortune told from the cards.
SPITTA
That's nonsense, Walburga. You mustn't do that.
WALBURGA
I swear to you, Erich, that it isn't nonsense. The woman told me I was betrothed in secret and that my betrothed is an actor. Of course I laughed her to scorn. And immediately after that mama told me that you wanted to be an actor.
SPITTA
Is that a fact?