[Looking down.] Would you be content to have only half of me?
Borgheim.
No. You must be utterly and entirely mine.
Asta.
[Looks at him, and says quietly.] Then I cannot.
Borgheim.
Good-bye then, Miss Asta.
[He is on the point of going. Allmers comes up from the left at the back. Borgheim stops.
Allmers.
[The moment he has reached the top of the steps, points, and says in a low voice.] Is Rita in there—in the summer-house?