Allmers.
[Soothingly, patting her hand.] Only for the better, my dear Rita. You may be perfectly certain of that.
Rita.
[Seats herself on the sofa.] You must tell us all about it, at once—tell us everything!
Allmers.
[Turning to Asta.] Yes, let us sit down, too, Asta. Then I will try to tell you as well as I can.
[He seats himself on the sofa at Rita’s side. Asta moves a chair forward, and places herself near him.
Rita.
[Looking at him expectantly.] Well——?
Allmers.