v. Wolters.
Ah, my dear Countess, please do not offend me.
The Lady.
Very well, I shall not worry. Did you love him very dearly?
v. Wolters.
I thought a great deal of him, Countess. He took care of me when I was a young fellow quite alone in the world. He was so-- Really, I don't know how I shall-- (breaking down.)
The Lady.
Courage, dear friend! We must both try to be brave.
v. Wolters (firmly).
Thank you, Countess. You will not have to reprove me again.