[Open-mouthed.] I did!
Yes, indeed you did. You took me in both your arms, and bent my head back, and kissed me—many times.
Now really, my dear Miss Wangel—!
[Rises.] You surely cannot mean to deny it?
Yes, I do. I deny it altogether!
[Looks scornfully at him.] Oh, indeed!
[She turns and goes slowly up to the stove, where she remains
standing motionless, her face averted from him, her hands
behind her back. Short pause.
[Goes cautiously up behind her.] Miss Wangel—!
[Is silent and does not move.]
Don't stand there like a statue. You must have dreamt all this. [Lays his hand on her arm.] Now just listen—