Allmers.
[His eyes dwelling upon her.] I remember so well how you looked when you used to wear them.
Asta.
Only when we were at home, alone, though.
Allmers.
And how serious we were, dear, and how mightily pleased with ourselves. I always called you Eyolf.
Asta.
Oh, Alfred, I hope you have never told Rita this?
Allmers.
Yes, I believe I did once tell her.