"Are you walking about with your thoughts?"
"No," he answered. "My thoughts? No, I'm just walking here."
"I saw you walking up and down outside here and I wanted to.... I saw you from my window. I must go in again directly."
"Thank you for coming, Victoria. I was in such despair a little while ago and now it is gone. Excuse me for speaking to you at the theatre; I'm sorry to say I asked for you here at the Chamberlain's too, I wanted to see you and find out what you meant, what your meaning was."
"Well," she said, "you must know that. I said so much the day before yesterday that you couldn't misunderstand me."
"I am still quite uncertain about it all."
"Don't let us talk any more about it. I have said enough, I have said much too much, and now I am hurting you. I love you, I was not telling you a lie the other day and I'm not telling you one now; but there is so much that keeps us apart. I am very fond of you, I like talking to you, would rather talk to you than to any one else, but.... Well, I daren't stay here any longer, they can see us from the windows. Johannes, there are so many reasons that you don't know, so you must not ask me any more what I mean. I have thought of it night and day; I mean what I said. But it will be impossible."
"What will be impossible?"
"The whole thing. All of it. Look here, Johannes, you must not force me to have pride for both of us."
"Very well. All right, I'll spare you that! But it comes to this, that you made a fool of me the other day. It so happened that you met me in the street and you were in good humour and so...."