Kirstin. Do I? But then [quite simply as though asking the question] perhaps you know things in London that we don't know out here?
Merton [smiling]. Perhaps we do…. I shall think of you when I'm back in my London home.
[All through this scene Merton is not in the least sentimental—he is obviously not sorry to be turning his face homewards].
Kirstin. Shall you? I'm glad of that.
Merton. And wonder what you're doing.
Kirstin. You needn't to wonder that—I've told you what we'll be doing all the year round.
Merton. And is it enough for you, Kirstin?
Kirstin. Enough! It fills up all the time, I can tell you.
Merton. Are you content?
Kirstin. Content? I've never thought about it. Oh, yes, I suppose I am. I've always been content up to now.