[Shaking his head.] No one. No one to share the gladness with. For it is gladness that most needs sharing.
Asta.
Not the labour and trouble?
Borgheim.
Pooh—that sort of thing one can always get through alone.
Asta.
But the gladness—that must be shared with some one, you think?
Borgheim.
Yes; for if not, where would be the pleasure in being glad?
Asta.