Rita.
One whom you yourself do not believe in?
Allmers.
That was how I felt, all the same. Of course, I was sleeping——
Rita.
[Reproachfully.] You should not have taught me to doubt, Alfred.
Allmers.
Would it have been right of me to let you go through life with your mind full of empty fictions? Rita.
It would have been better for me; for then I should have had something to take refuge in. Now I am utterly at sea.
Allmers.