Forget the anguish and remorse, I mean.
Allmers.
Can you wish it?
Rita.
Yes,—if it were possible. [With an outburst.] For this—I cannot bear this for ever! Oh, can we not think of something that will bring us forgetfulness!
Allmers.
[Shakes his head.] What could that be?
Rita.
Could we not see what travelling would do—far away from here?
Allmers.