“I don’t know. I’ll tell you that when I have got things straight with her—if I ever do.”
“I can wait, René,” she said. “Time doesn’t seem to matter now. Isn’t Lotta splendid?”
“Splendid!”
They shook hands as they parted, and each promised to write.
[IV
EXPLANATION]
Mais, hélas! quelle raison
Te fait quitter la maison? . . .
Et qu’est-ce que je puis faire
Que je ne fasse pour toi?