Karénin. And now you're sorry?
Lisa (nodding). I feel I oughtn't to have said yes. I can't. Anything is better than not to see him again. Victor dear, I want you to give him this letter and tell him what I've told you, and—and bring him back to me.
[Gives VICTOR a letter.
Karénin. I'll do what I can.
[Takes letter, turns away and sits chair R. of table C.
Lisa. Tell him I will forget everything if only he will come back. I thought of mailing this, only I know him: he'd have a good impulse, first thwarted by some one, some one who would finally make him act against himself.
[Pause.
Are you—are you surprised I asked you?
Karénin. No. (He hesitates.) But—well, candidly, yes. I am rather surprised.
Lisa. But you are not angry?