He trembled, and replied suddenly, “Yes.”
“Will you tell me why, Marco?”
“Why do you ask so many things, little Vittoria?” he said sweetly; “it doesn’t do to ask so much.”
“Tell me, tell me, Marco,” she insisted anxiously.
“You are like Elsa,” he murmured, shaking his head.
“What did Elsa do, Marco? She loved Lohengrin passionately.”
“Yes, little Vittoria, passionately. But she was not content with loving him without asking anything more. She wanted to know.”
“Ah!” she exclaimed, growing pale.
“Instead of loving she wanted to know who her spouse was.”
“Wasn’t she right, perhaps?” said Vittoria, trembling a little.