"How much do you love me?"
"With all my heart, Laura."
"How long have you loved me?"
"Always."
"How long will you love me?"
"Always."
Unendurable, unendurable! A wild anger tempted Anna to enter the room, to tear down the curtains, to scream. It was unendurable.
Cesare said to Laura, very softly, "Go away now."
"Why, love?"
"Go away. It is late. You must go."