But, all the same—how could he! Go and marry, I mean—when he could have kept you with him, alone!
Asta.
[Looking straight in front of her.] He was subject to the law of change, I suppose.
Borgheim.
The law of change?
Asta.
So Alfred calls it.
Borgheim.
Pooh—what a stupid law that must be! I don’t believe a bit in that law.
Asta.