Drahomir.—Have mercy on me.
Stella.—Are you going away forever?
Drahomir.—Yes, then.
Stella.—I guessed it. But perhaps it is better—for both of us.
Drahomir.—Oh, yes. There are things which cannot be expressed, although the heart is bursting. A while ago you told me that you will remember—it will be better for you to forget.
Stella.—I cannot. (She weeps.)
Drahomir (passionately).—Then I love you, my dearest, and that is the reason why I escape. (He presses her to his breast.)
Stella (awakening).—Oh, God! (She rushes, out.)
SCENE IX.
Drahomir. Jozwowicz. George.