Drahomir.—Yes, madam. Pray forgive my boldness. A very important affair calls me home. I come to bid you good-bye.
Stella.—You are going away?
Drahomir.—To day I am going to Swietlenice, to-morrow still further.
(A moment of silence.)
Stella.—Yes, it is necessary.
Drahomir.—Life has flown like a dream—it is time to wake up.
Stella.—Shall we see each other again?
Drahomir.—If God permits it.
Stella.—Then let us shake hands in farewell. I can assure you that you have a friend in me. Friendship is like an immortal—it is a pale flower, but does not wither. May God guide you and protect you. The heart—of a sister—will follow you everywhere. Remember—
Drahomir.—Farewell.
Stella.—Farewell. (She goes toward the door. Then suddenly turns. With a sob in her voice.) Why do you deceive me? You are going forever.