Pastor, how am I to understand this?
Pastor.
Marie, I know I should not have spoken, at least not now. I should have waited--it was stupid of me, I know; but I have such a fear--a fear for you. You are going to the city to-night and I don't know what may happen! But you shall know before you go, where you belong and that your future is assured!
Marie.
[With a sigh of relief--almost a sob.] Ah--ah--ah----!
Pastor.
Marie, I do not want an answer now. Besides, I must first notify my father. Though he is but a simple farmer, he shall not be slighted-- Marie----
Marie.
[Shrinking--dully.] Yes, that is--perhaps--what I need--ah! [Sinks in chair.]