"You must be happy. I have been here for some days now. I see nothing but love all around you."
"From her side?"
"Well, perhaps not from hers."
"She always remains a stranger."
"Then win her to you."
"It's very difficult, when there is no sympathy."
"But, apart from that, there is nothing but love around you. Really, you are wrapped about with silent happiness."
She shook her head:
"They are fond of me ... but there are things slumbering...."
"There are always slumbering things. Happiness without shadow doesn't exist. And one even doubts whether it ought to."