Oh, good gracious—I have no affairs to chat about.
Well, they are trifles, perhaps; but at any rate the time passes for us in that way as well as another, Maia.
Yes, you are right. Time passes. It is passing away from you, Rubek.—And I suppose it is really that that makes you so uneasy—
[Nods vehemently.] And so restless! [Writhing in his seat.] No, I shall soon not be able to endure this pitiful life any longer.
[Rises and stands for a moment looking at him.] If you want to get rid of me, you have only to say so.
Why will you use such phrases? Get rid of you?
Yes, if you want to have done with me, please say so right out. And I will go that instant.
[With an almost imperceptible smile.] Do you intend that as a threat, Maia?
There can be no threat for you in what I said.
[Rising.] No, I confess you are right there. [Adds after a pause.] You and I cannot possibly go on living together like this—