Kroll.
Merciful Heaven—so that is the Ulric Brendel people once expected such great things of.
Rosmer.
[Quietly.] At least he has had the courage to live his life his own way. I don’t think that is such a small matter either.
Kroll.
What? A life like his! I almost believe he has it in him to turn your head afresh.
Rosmer.
Oh no. My mind is quite clear now, upon all points.
Kroll.
I wish I could believe it, my dear Rosmer. You are so terribly impressionable.