[In a choked voice.] Do you mean to say that you have never in your heart of hearts been able to forget that strange man?
Ellida.
I had forgotten him. But then, all at once, he seemed to come again.
Wangel.
How long ago is that?
Ellida.
It is about three years ago now, or a little more. It was whilst—before the child was born.
Wangel.
Ah! It was then, was it? In that case, Ellida—I begin to understand much more clearly.
Ellida.