Allmers.
Did not love you, Rita? How can you say such a thing!
Rita.
[Half laughing, lets him go.] Why should I not spread my nets for that—that road-maker man that hangs about here?
Allmers.
[Relieved.] Oh, thank goodness—you are only joking.
Rita.
Not at all. He would do as well as any one else.
Allmers.
Ah, but I suspect he is more or less taken up already.