Oh! [Recovering herself--lightly.] You are right, Pastor; but it can't be helped!
Pastor.
Shall I come with you? Oh, I'll find something to be done in the city. I won't even have to ask permission. Anyway, I am longing for a glimpse of the good old town. I will inform the old pastor--I don't think he has retired as yet----
Marie.
Then please tell him---- I usually visit him myself every day, but now, just before the wedding, it's impossible for me to call. Will you please tell him that? I am so fond of him! Tell him that, and in thought I kiss his hand.
Pastor.
Certainly. And may I accompany you!
Marie.
No, thank you. Pastor!